She was so absorbed in her fantasy, Kelly didn't hear the soft clicks of Stevie's camera. She stripped slowly and unselfconsciously. Finally, she craw...led on to the bed. Kelly pointed her ass at the camera. She looked over her shoulder, a sultry pout on face, and spread her knees. She arched her back and opened her pussy lips with her fingers. As soon as her hand brushed against her erect clit, she shuddered and collapsed onto the bed.Amazed at how far Kelly had gone in her first photo session,. ”She was right.I imagine lifting her skirt to find a pussy hairy and un-kept with saggy lips and wrinkled thighs. I was close, her lips were large and her thighs were wrinkled but she was shaved and it surprised me. Before I had time to take in the sight I felt her hands on my head pushing me down to her lips.A salty taste greeted my tongue. “Lick me good John. Really good.”Hands on her legs I began searching for her clit with my tongue occasionally teasing it before slithering it into her. Im here with this guy and he is kinda scaring me.”“Okay okay. What bar?Minutes later I was walking into the downtown sports bar in my sandals, jeans and t-shirt where I found Jyll so drunk she could barely sign the credit card receipt. I got her out of there into my car and drove her home. She cried all the way. Weeping about how she gave him her heart and he shit all over her. When we got home I had to carry her in, crying the whole time, and set her down on the couch. Over the next 45 minutes. .” Zahrine thought, and was surprised by the volume of her own internal voice. As she tumbled over the rain-slick precipice and into the neverending void of death, she felt a warm, gooey sensation spurt down what must’ve been her throat. The tacky paste rushing down her well-used tube came in spurts, and slid all the way down into her belly where she could feel it pooling. Zahrine never imagined that her final thoughts would be of the comforting, almost pleasurable feeling of a fresh batch of.