Carmella was a divorced Latina woman and started a new job in the library. From the first moment, I was attracted to her and I didn’t know why. She ...ould have been my mother, but she looked young and fresh, though she was 41. First, I often looked through my room’s window when she walked by. She was a beautiful woman with the typical attractive curves of a Latina American woman: wide hips, round ass, tanned body, black hair, beautiful Spanish eyes and large tits.Her son Marco and I became. I turned in surprise to see a grinning Mace. ‘Sorry, I get a little excited sometimes,’ she said, not looking sorry at all. I laughed. ‘You have permission to hug me any time you want.’ Mace sat down at the bar and ordered a White Russian, just as the bartender had said. ‘Done dancing?’ I asked. ‘For now.’ ‘You were working up quite a sweat out there.’ ‘Yup.’ You don’t wait for the guys to ask, do you?’ ‘If you wait to be asked, you end up losing half the night. I don’t like waiting.’ She. I set my alarm so I would be awake and I went to sleep. I woke up before my alarm went off and at 6:30 she was knocking on my door. As soon as she came in she pushed her tongue into my mouth and started taking her clothes off. She was naked and laying on my bed while I was still getting naked.Brenda; Hurry up! I need my pussy ate.Me; MmmI quickly buried my tongue inside her. She had a really fat pussy with large lips. I was sucking on her lips and squeezing the fatty area above her pussy.. "I took off a little blanket and watched: she slept on her stomach, a leg up. Her buttocks slightly apart, hinted thick hair and black sex. I stroked lightly the white skin of my fingers and écartais his half moons pale me seeping between his lips still moist. She woke up moaning and languidly waving her back, giving me a view of the most enticing. Intoxicated, I would push my fingers into this delectable heat when it froze, suddenly very awake. She looked at me anxiously, and sat on the bed..