I was later to learn she had orgasmed from our frolicking. She abruptly stood took me by the hand walking me to a bedroom. Standing at the side of t...he bed she smiled at me as her fingers slowly unbuttoned her blouse peeling it back over her shoulders, with her hands now behind her I could hear the zipper of her skirt. The cinched waist of the skirt uncoiled leaving it and the blouse to pool at her high heels. Then she drew me close kissing with a fiery passion, tongue probing into my mouth,We. You lick me, tonguing my aroused clit through them, sucking them into your mouth. Tasting my juices and cream off them. “That feels so good,” I moan softly. “Oooohhhhh yeah babe, sooo good,”Then you stand, unzip my dress and turned me to face you. “You like sniffing my cunt?” I ask you.“I love sniffing your cunt. I love the smell of you. You smell so good. It makes me so fucking hard,” you answer between sticking your tongue down my throat and sucking on my tits through my dress…”I reach down. She opened her mouth and kissed me back, and I really must say she had some soft lips. After a minute or so I started to slide my hand under her overalls and onto the skin under her sports bra. Now that felt great. Her skin was real soft, and this was probably the best part of the night. Now, yeah we did more, but haven't you ever been turned on by something so small, even more then by something like sex or a blow job? Well, her skin under her bra with those overalls just felt soooo smooth,. All yours. All your fault. Though what I actually said was:"What about you and George. Are you missing the parties? Do you all still throw car keys into a bowl? And what happens if you don't have a car? What then? House keys, shed keys, bike lock? Is that why I'm never invited? Because I don't have my own car? Not that I want to be. Raquel Stuart. Eeuucchh. Who wants to see that close up? Who wants that released from its foundation garments? The bitch sweats just from breathing, I can't even.