Kicking off her sandals, she reached into the back of her fridge, pulling out a chilled bottled of red wine, figuring that one glass of wine wouldn’... hurt. Glancing back to where Steven was relaxing on the couch, she smiled gently thinking that he could stay for a while just in case and then pulled down two wine glasses, pouring the chilled liquid into them. Stepping back out into the living room, Brandy honestly hoped that maybe he would stay for a while. She could use the company after the. ‘I do like that.’ He slid his hand down over her belly and onto one of her thighs. Carol wasn’t sure what he was up, but she let him tug her leg back over his then, suddenly, she knew what he had in mind when his hard cock slid into her once again. Her level of passion rose rapidly once again as the wonderful wand of flesh entered, filled, and thrilled her. ‘Ohhhhhh!!! Ohhhh!!!’ Carol groaned as Lee’s shaft plumbed her depths wonderfully. Her moans of joy grew even louder when his hand glided. I get down on my knees and slowly part her thighs open. I love to.taste her hairy bush right after she pees.My mouth waters as I smack my ljps and prepare to dine on her salty, briney and downright dirty pussy.It makes,me feel incredibly raunchy and naughty to lick and suck her waiting hairpie when she hasn't bathed, keeping it smelling and tasting "natural".Her thick.bush smothers my face as I initiate a vigorous lapping of her lips and clit with my tongue. Her dirty scent makes me want her. I can’t tell you to this day how it started, who started it, why, when or where, but we got into a fight about something little and it blew up real big. Real big. Nothing physical or anything like that — we would never hit the other — but lots of yelling, cussing, screaming, flying accusations, skeletons in our closets, history — everything came out at once. I walked away to try to defuse the tension and for a mental break, and when I came back she was gone. Only a note was left: ‘I can’t do.