You butter her rolls

You all eat in an excited, tense silence. You and Chris eat wolfishly, and occasionally caress Amy's exposed chest. Amy seems especially into her pancakes, moaning gently as she eats, perhaps enjoying them more than she expects because of your and Chris caresses.

You notice that Chris as made the right call about Amy's shirt. She is eating slightly sloppily in her lust-intoxicated state, and syrup and butter are dripping into her chest. You decide to play with this, taking pieces of hotcake, gently scraping it over the butter return your fork, and then gently spreading the butter onto her cleavage. She shows no sign of awareness of what you're doing.

You continue to idly spread butter on the inside of Amy's breasts as she finishes her breakfast. As she finishes, you stand up, your erection poking prominently against your pyjama bottoms. "Well," you say, pulling them down, "Time to clear up," you add, preparing to do nothing of the sort.

Amy looks to you. "Oh, no. Let Chriiaaugm," she says as you non-chalantly push your cock into her mouth, onto the wet cushion of her tongue. "Mmmmmh", she hums as her eyes close. She begins sucking on your manhood.

"Classic," chuckles Chris. "Hey, get her to try to hold a conversation," he suggests.

You pull your cock gently out. Amy opens her eyes, blinks, and looks to you. "Sorry, I think I spaced out there. Let Chris aaaaughhn," she says as you gently take her head, and push yourself all the way to the back of her throat. Her eyes close again, and the back of her tongue tries to swallow your cock head. You pull on her head gently, bobbing it.

Amy breathes in deeply through her nose, and her eyes flutter open. Her mouth salivates messily, making her slurp on your member. She looks up at you as she bobs gently on your cock.

You decide to pull out again. Amy gives a little gasp and continues: " --- Chris and me clear away the dishes," she completes her thought. She frowns slightly. "Was I sucking on your cock or something there?"

You smile at her. "Yep," you confirm. "What happens to you when I do that?"

She snorts with amusement. "It feels like I get suddenly distracted," she says. "Like I lose my train ommmmf," she adds, as you again bring your cock to her mouth. She licks the underside warmly.

"That never gets old," Chris beams. "Here, you enjoy Amy's mouth while I put the dishes away, and then we can double penetrate her."

You look down at Amy as she gives you the most intent head you've ever had. Her eyes open and close, appearing to fight for focus beyond your member in her mouth as she looks up to your face. You grasp her breasts and squeeze them, making Amy pant through her nose.

You look down, and see Amy's pussy lips, swollen and red. Her juices are pooling slowly on the seat.

"Horny little slut," you tell her. She seems to lick in confirmation firmly against the bottom of your frenulum. Wanting to draw out the experience, you pull out again.

"You heard that?" you ask.

Amy nods with a smile. "Sort of. Some simple ideas get through the haze."

"What's the haze like?"

Amy tilts her head. "It's a bit like suddenly falling into a dream, the way you can when you're very tired. I don't even notice it when it happens: my world just suddenly goes warm and fuzzy. With a bit of effort, I can focus on the fact that I'm sucking your cock, but everything else is very ---" She stops, as you insert yourself into her mouth again. This time she manages to maintain the eye contact as she sucks on your member.

"Just focus on my cock, Amy," you tell her. She breathes in very deeply as she swirls her tongue around your frenulum. You grab her hair, and she enthusiastically lowers her head down, trying again to swallow it.

As you approach climax, you pull her back. She gasps.

"Does it bother you, when I put my cock in your mouth like that? When Chris does it?"

Amy shakes her head. "Really, John. It's just one of the things my mouth is for now," she says. "The haze is actually pretty comfortable, and it makes me happy to suck on some cock. Chris hasn't done that to me yet, interrupted me with some fellatio, but I'd guess it's something he does with women at work."

You push yourself up against Amy, so that your cock presses in her cleavage, slick with the butter you put there earlier. "I want to rest my cock between your boobs for now," you say.

"Uh huh,"Amy says, looking distracted. "Where's Chris?"