I freeaked out and explained I didn’t mind fucking her anywhere, but I drew the line at her marrital bed, so she just lead me into her lounge and la...d on the Sofa spreading her legs and telling me to get down there, I went straight at her pussy that was dripping with her cum, I lapped at her juices and gave her an orgasam with my tonge and finggers, she looked so horny and I was so hard I just mounted her and entered her open cunt starting to fuck her really hard and deep, she flooded the couch. Her bush isn’t trimmed, but her pubes don’t bother the passion in my brain… I reach at her clit – this is really new for me, since I have never been there with my mouth, with no other woman! I start flicking her clit with my tongue, then start kissing it as if I was, somehow, kissing her mouth. The taste is not bad, as I’ve been afraid of, and also, the smell doesn’t make me feel bad as I’ve expected… This encourages me, so that I go towards her vagina, and start sticking my tongue inside it –. Helen was impressed by his innuendo about wanting. He was trying to impress her with his style of charm. He liked what he saw and wanted it. Wanting her. ‘Movies like that don’t interest me.’ ‘Ok, fine. The real live thing is always best. And this is your lucky moment. I can offer you an invite to a very exclusive party. Are you interested,’ Again his brashness impressed her. She smiled, thinking as he exchanged his glances with hers. He waited for an answer. ‘What kind of person do you think I. Just as Fran's thoughts reached their darkest she was distracted by a small white disk that came flying over her head and landed on the sidewalk between her feet. The disk spun on its edge for a moment then slowly wobbled like a coin and finally laid flat on the concrete. Fran stared at the red 'FF' that stood for 'Fran Fucker', the badge that was supposed to give its bearer total access to Fran's body. Fran craned her neck and looked up over her shoulder to see Steve, Carla's brother staring.