Keep eating

Ellen got up from the table, thanked her mother for dinner and you watched as she bounced out of the diner, her stockings making her legs look even better than they were nude. Her denim skirt rode higher than normal, threatening to show the tops of the stockings as her as swayed out of view.

"Well, Eileen, I was thinking of having a taste test between you and your daughter," Amy says. "Your daughter's pussy is still fresh on my tongue and I can't wait to get inside yours," Amy said sticking out her unusually long tongue, licking the bottom of her chin while she did so. Eileen shivered and smiled lustily.

"Young lady, I am surprised by your language!" she said in mock anger and shock. You take the opportunity to kick your sneaker off and start stroking the calf of the gorgeous older woman across from you. She returns the favor and the in no time at all, your sock is off and you're tickling the flesh of her inner things with your toes and she's stroking up and down your still-hard cock at the same time.

"You shouldn't be," Amy purred. "Not after helping Ellen check into the dorms, anyway," she said with a wink.

"What happened when Ellen checked in?" you ask. The foot in your crotch was joined by Amy's hand. With a deft flick of her wrist, your cock was out in the open again in the middle of the dimly lit diner.

"She ate my cunt," Eileen said pointedly, her toes trying to curl around your mast.

"Ellen never knew," Amy said. "We fucked in her bed three times while she was down at orientation. Made me glad I checked in the day before," Amy said, her hand joining Eileen's foot on your rod.

"Nice," you say, leaning back. Your bare toes extended another inch up Eileen's skirt and you could feel the heat of her sex caressing them. Another inch and you found out that she shaves and was wearing a thong. She moaned slightly as your big toe wormed into her sex and started rubbing against her wet clit.

"Well, it was the least I could do," Amy said. "She brought cookies."

"Must have been some cookies," you smirk, stifling a moan. The Latina server came back and stared blatantly, her nipples poking out stiffly on her tits.

"You should try my pie," Eileen replied with a wink.

"Something I can get for you?" the waitress stammered, her tongue wetting her lips as she watched the show. Her breathing quickened and her chest started jiggling as her heart pounded in her chest like a hammer.

"I think we're fine here," Amy said, her hand circling your crown.

"You sure are," the waitress said, switching her view from the older platinum blonde to the redhead to them stroking your dick in the diner booth. "I'll, uh, get the check..." she said and wandered away, tearing her eyes from the show. The three of you were giggling and moaning, your hand sliding over to pull Amy's red thong aside and start giving her clit the same treatment your toe was giving Eileen's. Both girls sighed happily and the waitress came back.

"Here you go," she said, swallowing hard. Instead of a check, her wet white thong hit the table. "Miranda" and a phone number were written on the crotch and she flashed a wicked grin. "It's on me. Unless you want desert...."