She had seen him around town before and always wondered who he was, but a lady never inquires about a gentleman. It must be the gentleman who inquires... about the lady. As it turns out, an accomplished man of means, they had mutual friends in common. In that regard, he wasn’t so much a stranger and with that he quickly graduated to a potential suitor, lover, and husband even. Since he was listed on the social register and she had access to that information, she even knew where he lived in. I could smell the scent of her arousal in the air and my finger hooked the waistband and I pulled on her panties.I felt the damp fabric roll into a single polka dot strand as the scrumptious globes of her ass were revealed along with the dark pouty, full lips of her pussy. I caressed her ass and spread her cheeks. I could see her tight anus and I gave her a kiss right on her puckering hole. Kayla sighed softly and I wondered if she wanted more, I certainly did.Kayla rolled onto her back and. I...screw....up?Cynthia: You are AMAZING! You are by far the greatest lover i've ever had.Rachel: I will never be able to thank you enough for the experiences you've offered to me.Cynthia: Cut the melodrama, you've only taken your first steps to the world of feminine love.Rachel: Our love is so pure, so intense. Men would never understand. Neither my inadequate husband nor my 20 year old nerdy son. I've made up my mind. I'll tell them to go fuck themselves and spend the rest of my life with. But as they moved from one village to the next, such a relatively modest ambition seemed increasingly out of reach. The villagers had little to spare to feed a pair of alien women who couldn't even speak their language. Furthermore, since no tribe they encountered had skin as dark as Demure's, her complexion was usually enough for villagers to be superstitiously wary of both women. And this was despite Demure's willingness to trade her physical beauty to whatever demands the men (or sometimes.