He estimated that the hem of the girl's dress was no more than two inches below the crotch of her panties. He suddenly found himself wondering about t...he status of her pubic hair. He was experienced enough to know that it was a virtual certainty that she trimmed, the question was how much. He regretted the thought and the twitch. His eyes shot back up to the young woman's face. Sure enough her eyes were on the front of his pants and the half smile she was wearing was sufficient evidence for. Eat me while I describe the technique to you." Deal." She giggled as she scooted down on the bed. "I love sucking cock. I'll be getting to get." What's wrong, Grace?" I asked. She'd been dispirited, and I believed I knew why."It's New Year's Eve, and I have nowhere to go and no one to go with me."I laughed. "You've got me, babe. I'm paddling the same canoe. Put on your glad rags. I'll do the same, and we'll go out and about and bring in the New Year with a bang, not a whimper."She hooted.. ‘Nothing,’ he said as he moved for her. He was lucky to catch her before she fell to the floor. ‘Easy there, beautiful.’ The thin fabric of her dress conducted the warmth of her flesh to his fingers as he moved her to sit down. He couldn’t help how his fingers danced over her hips and across her waist. For an instant, she looked up with a smile, but she converted to confusion and then anger. She nearly growled, ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘I could ask the same question of you,’ he caught her. She gasped again with the first kiss to her tightly closed pussy lips. “Oh God yes Pete.” I gave Susan a long, pussy lip parting, lick from the bottom of her pussy's slit to her clit. She spread her legs wide and thrust her pelvis up to my lips as I teased her clit with my tongue. “Yes Pete! Right there!” Susan gasped. She then used her hands to press my face tightly to her awakening pussy. I ate Susan's pussy to several orgasms that had her rapidly thrusting her pelvis up to my face..