Tara and the Neighborhood Men

Tara walked across the kitchen to put away the plates that were drying in the rack, completely nude save for a pair of lacy white stockings that she had purchased just the other day. It was a Saturday afternoon. Harold had gone off to the bar with his friends to enjoy his time off, and Amy had gone off to work to serve the lunch crowd less than an hour earlier. The semi busy housewife was left to hold the fort until the family could all gather at the dinner table for a nice home cooked meal some many hours later. She had plans to cook up some steak for the night. The kind that Harold absolutely loved after a long day out. She happily continued about her chores with little care for the world, letting her tits jiggle about freely in front of any open windows that she passed by.

As she passed by a mirror in the hallways, she suddenly stopped in her tracks as she spotted something on her person. On the corner of her chin was a tiny strap of white goo. Daftly wiping it with her fingers to slip it into her mouth, she casually moved on as if nothing was amiss. Just minutes after she was left to her lonesome earlier today, Jonah from next door had come knocking and demanded for his usual mid morning blowjob. He had fed her plenty of his thick cream like always, but with the sheer amount he could cum, there was always at least a few drops that she would sometimes miss. She licked her lips out of impulse, making double sure that there was nothing left, happy to have been of recent service to her community.