’ Franklin burst out laughing, making both angry women swing toward him. ‘That’s an original way to handle the situation. I’m Franklin Warrine...r, young man. Nice to meet you.’ Martin took the man’s hand, grinning like an idiot. ‘Nice to meet you, too, sir, and I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to kiss a beautiful woman.’ ‘Excuse me!’ The verbal paralysis that Chantal suffered from released her and she quickly found her voice. ‘Why are you talking about me like I’m not here?’ ‘I’m not.’ Martin. He slid his hands up the inside of her thighs until he found the wetness of her pussy. He took his tongue and tasted her juices first. ‘MMMMMMM,’ he thought. He didn’t want to rush into to it though, he wanted to enjoy her taste. With one hand her pushed on her back causing her to lie onto the ladder. She wrapped her arms around the steps to keep her balance. Taking both hands he again separated her cheeks and pushed his face into her wet pussy. His tongue traced the outside of her lips, up to. Cradling his dick in her squeezing hands, she couldn't help wondering if it would be possible to get this thing up her shitter. Funny. Ken hadn't even mentioned their major topic of conversation from last time. Had he forgotten?"Fuck me," she whispered into his mouth. "You made me come with your mouth. Now do it with your big sweet cock."She spread for him, with her legs wide and her cunt split to show off the coral pink delights within. He mounted her and she reached down to guide his cock. I had calmed down a little more from my orgasm but my hands were still shaking a bit. My breathing was ragged. I decided I was going to throw all caution to the wind. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples – they felt good in my mouth, I could taste remnants of my cum. Her nipples were rubbery and soft in my mouth. They were a little bit smaller than my pinkie finger and about half an inch long. Her tits were about 36B. Very nice size. They had a very pale, creamy color that contrasted sharply.