Swiveling her seat so she could stand up and exit from it, Gladys walked the few steps back into the kitchenette and immediately began to strip off al... her clothing."Well? You just going to sit there looking at us, or are you going to join us and get naked?" Gladys stared at me as she finished slipping off her bra and panties.I had to admit, this was a little goofy, but in a way, it was starting to become exciting as hell too. It was far easier for me to strip everything off, and sitting where. She began to rub the soap, with both hands around her tits, massaging, squeezing and teasing herself as she did, running her hands up her long slender neck, and back over her shoulders and roundness of her cleavage, closing her eyes she let her hand drop down her belly to her smooth mound, soap suds following her fingers as she slid her fingers over her swollen clit. Letting out a soft moan she rubbed softly enjoying the tight feeling, slipping one finger inside her tight hole she rubbed her. Now I wanted to go straight for her ass and cunt. I continued riming Sue and pushed my thumb into her cunt. She was already completely wet. Perhaps there had been a little more than just talk going on in the kitchen earlier. Sue gave a loud moan as I pushed my thumb downwards and found her G-spot. Sue's knees buckled and I had to support her as she collapsed onto the couch. I pulled on a rubber and began shafting her pussy. Working her from behind so that I could see her butt to full. Foolishly expecting something different, I recognized the aroma, the taste of every other woman who'd spread her legs for me. Who was it that said, and I paraphrase deliberately, 'a cunt is a cunt is a cunt'? Or alternatively, 'a cunt by any other name would taste as sweet'?I reached my hands up to fondle her teats. Had she ever breast-fed me? I didn't know, didn't care, but I began to suckle on her clit as though it was a nipple. Despite my best efforts to make her cum, she held out for over.