She was sitting in her chair, a padded straight back that was as ratty as the huge dress she wore, her mountainous buttocks overflowing the edges, the... wooden arms pressing deeply into her sides. It groaned wearily as she shifted, as if it, too, were as anxious for her to be gone from this world as he was. "Well? I asked you a simple damn question, boy. Did you get me my licorice?" Yes, ma'am," he answered, holding the bag out from as far away as he could get. He couldn't believe how much he. He was about 24 of age and had a muscular body with a height of about 6 ft. I am 5'4" which is a pretty good height for women. We were talking about each other and shared our interests while having Vodka.He was a nice person and I was getting wet in my panties seeing the way he was staring my eyes. I thanked him for being my partner and asked him to go and join his group of friends. But they were all gone and he said that they might have gone to the room to have sex with theirgirls. I was a bit. She started to squeeze her legs tight trying to fight it so I forced them open and held them open. She was still twitching and cursing at me and then she froze. This was it. She finally just gave in and let go. Slowly at first. I got my face right in her crotch and saw a tiny little dark spot that started to increase in size rapidly. Soon her pussy could be seen as her panties became wetter and clung to her like plastic wrap. As she kept pissing I stuck out my tongue and licked her pussy. She hasn't come home yet. I don't know what to do. Should I call the police?" she asked."Call the police, I am going home to change then I will be out to your place. Call me, if she shows up in the meantime. Oh yeah, put lots of coffee on just in case." I suggested. Then as an after thought, "Call Jennifer." What can she do?" Helen asked."I don't know. What I know is that it can't hurt anything to call her. If we don't call her, there will be hell to pay when she finds out." If I wasn't getting.