"Are feet your favorite thing?"

"Are feet your favorite thing?" April whispered.

"Uh, no. I find hands and mouths to be more... flexible."

"What about pussies?"

"Uh, I don't have a lot of experience with those but I suspect they, along with asses and tits, will be way up on my list."

"I was just kidding. I'm not going to fuck anyone in my father's restaurant.

She got up and walked around to Matt's side of the booth, sliding next to him. "You didn't put your joystick away did you?"

"Uh, no."

"Good." She grabbed it and started to rub. "Come fast," she said. "I have a great idea."

Matt suspected he would be coming fast. He was an eighteen year-old guy, after all. But he wanted to milk this for what he could. "If you could show me your tits, that would... inspire me."

"Fine. But you unbutton my top. My hands are full."

He didn't have to be asked twice.

Sure enough, as Tanya had said, April wasn't huge but she wasn't tiny either. She had nice B-cups and they fit in his hands perfectly.

"I'm about to cum," he whispered a couple of minutes later.

"Great. Hand me a breadstick."

"Huh?"

"Just do it."

She smeared his cum over the breadstick and then put it back on the platter. If Someone didn't look too closely they might mistake his semen for melted butter which, he suspected, was the 'great idea' April had promised.

One minute later Tanya returned. April was already back in her seat and she'd taken a breadstick and was chomping on it.

"Please try the breadsticks," April said. "My dad gets pissed when I give my friends food and they don't eat it."

"Fine." Tanya took the top breadstick... the one April had coated with Matt's semen, and chomped down on it.

"Weird taste. You sure these are fresh?"

"I just took them out of the oven. They're fine."

"If you say so." She took another bite then licked her lips where a dollop of Matt's semen had fallen off the stick.

"So, you're going to provide the studio, Matt? That's the one piece I can't do."

"Yeah, we'll use my apartment."

"All right. I'll swing by tomorrow to check it out and set up the lighting. Are we done?"

"I think so."

"Do you need a ride home, Matt," April asked. "I'm getting off in a couple of minutes."

"I'll take him home," Tanya insisted. "I changed my mind, I want to see the apartment now."