"Aren't I?!" he repeated loudly, pulling a video tape from her purse and waving it in her face. The tape was clearly marked "COPY" signifying that it ...was probably not the original, but she couldn't be certain of that.She nodded her head and walked slowly to the kitchen to get the man a glass of] iced tea. When she brought it to him, he was watching her finger-fucking herself on the television in the family room right next to the entry room."Ahh yes," he said as she entered, "I remember this. Her flimsy nylon panties came next, followed by first one stocking and then the other, a garter belt, a pair of low-heeled shoes. The clothing lay scattered around the room where Kathy opened the bottom drawer of her bureau where she kept her seldom-worn clothes, most of which were Christmas presents from Art and a little too daring for her taste, and pulled out last year's present--a see-through nylon nightie that graced the wisps of her pubic hair, so short was it.She pulled it over her head. " I began to drink my own juices, it was sweet, the bestthing I ever tasted! She poured the whole bowl slowly into my mouth whileI licked the bowl clean! I drank my own secretion! She returned to my backside, and spread my ass cheeks. "Hold on dyke,"she said.She inserted her cock and began slamming me very hard in my pussy; Icould hear her heels moving around on the floor as she fucked me like amad woman. I was a big woman, so this little sprite was really workinghard in fucking me.It was very. Even unconscious his body curled up to whimper at that painful impact. Whistling, with the bloody bat over my shoulder, I left him to his agony and headed towards home. As I walked away I brought my hand to my nose and breathed deeply the sweet-musky smell of that tourist girl’s pussy. ~ Now wasn’t that fun? ~ Still breathing in her scent I chuckled, and answered Alphonse. ‘Hell, yeah it was!’ ~ Then we’ll do a lot more of it? ~ Laughing, I gave the backpack a shake making the bullet rattle in.