He pressed her knees farther apart, examining the pink outer lips and the much darker inner lips surrounding her blood red center with an appreciative... eye, then snaked his tongue into her dripping hole. Her body arched again, the breath leaving her in one long gasp as he speared her deeply. He reached up and grabbed her pendulous breasts, giving them the attention he had earlier denied. With each lick, he squeezed her soft flesh, rolling the nipples and pinching them in concert with his. I ran into and got very-very nasty with...Ms Thickness. That's not her real name, of course, but it'll do. Ms. Thickness, was a mature, professional, c***dless, 5yrs divorced-woman, of 40+ years. Who came walking up to the door of the nightclub. I saw that full-rounded, hour-glass, and voluptuous shape of hers from nearly a block away. Part of me hoped she would come to my club as I saw that big ass of her's from the side as she and her friend. A short brunette with very big tits that. “I guess. But I still don’t like it,” I replied. “Well, I’m just glad you don’t want to kill our friendship. Well we’re going to go now. I hope to hear from you later,” Karen said. Then we hugged again and then they went to go get John and they left. I wasn’t too sure still as of yet how to feel. So they made the trip back to her house in their two cars. Karen had gotten a call from Scott, he’d would be late and to have dinner without him. So when they got back, John went down for a nap. And. I shouted from my bathroom itself that come later as I am taking a bath, still the person was going on ringing. I lost my temper and came out with the soaps on and the towel on and was about to scold the scoundrel – the biggest surprise of my life – here she was my Sweety fantasy girl. Seeing my position first of all she laughed than she came near me closing the door behind pushing me with her fingers towards my bathroom than at the doorstep she stops. She starts un buttoning her clothes as.