Breakfast Club

I am one of five housewives on my block. We all have children. Over the last ten years we have enjoyed a breakfast club, pajama parties, cuddle parties. The word pajamas is an exaggeration, next to nothing is more accurate. We have breakfast and tea or coffee, we brush our teeth, get into our undies, and slip under a large blanket on a king size bed and cuddle, until everything is off, glasses, panties, tops, everything until we are as naked as we were when we first came out of the womb.

Oils, candles, warm hands, legs opening legs, warm lips on shoulders, necks, breasts, mouth, the small of the back, the mound, parting the lips searching for the j*wel, tongs deep in vaginas, no hole was off limits, no one had favorites, only an orgasm was excuse enough to break off for a minute or two.

COVID has the kids stuck at home, the only relief is thru your husband. We five housewives want our kids in school, we want our breakfast club back in session.