She laughed at said maybe that's true because he has a tiny dick. She laughed and took another drink. She asked again, so is it true? I said that d...pends on what you think big is. She giggled and said anything over 5 inches would be an improvement. I laughed and said that's a low expectation and maybe she wasn't ready. She did not think that was funny, she said she would eat me alive. I told her to be careful not to bite off more than she could chew. Things were heating up quickly and I. It was a blur of flesh, hair, fingers, tongues. One minute I seemed to be astride her, the next buried beneath her. My mouth was at hers, then her pussy was pressing onto my nose. I do recall the final, back arching moments. We were sitting, our pussies kissing, our hands on each others shoulders as our pelvises worked in circles and our eyes were locked. Her tongue was between her lips and her eyes had a glaze, a sort of far off look and yet held me tight. I don’t remember any words or sounds. He sucked it in between his lips, gently nibbling on it. While he sucked her tit, he reached down and pulled her skirt up, sliding his hand up between her legs. He palmed her pussy, feeling the heat from it against the palm of his hand. Gently, Dave inserted the tip of his finger between her wet pussy lips, gradually sliding the finger down deeper into her pussy. He rolled her clit with his finger, then slid his finger deeper down and swirled the end of it around in the entrance to her pussy. I said yes immediately.Now let me tell you about Wendy. She’s about 5’10’ with a voluptuous body. An old school body like the movie stars for the 40’s and 50’s, with big tits, a small waists, and big hips. She had an elegant face with fine features, topped off with dirty blond hair that she usually had pulled back in some fashion. She wore business suits most of the time, but always showed a good bit of cleavage. Very classy and stunning! She came around the counter, I got a couple of stools to.