I dealt and lost again so she had to take off my tee shirt. Now I was just in my underwear. Jeannette had on her bra and panties underneath the slip. ...eanette delt the cards. She lost! She told me to take off her panties. She laid back on the couch and raised up her ass. I slowly pulled her paintes, revealing her hairy pussy. She quickly put her legs down and tride to pull her slip down past her knees. I delt the cards and Jeannette lost again. This time she stood up to allow me to pull the. The abyss came quick in the form of his dick falling into spasms when neither of them was ready yet, his cum pulsing into her pussy embarassingly quickly and making her fall into his arms with a disappointed sigh.„God, I was just about to cum.“„I, uh, can finger you.“„Just not the same. I‘ll give you two minutes, then I‘m back on your dick no matter if you are ready or not.“She said it with a smile though and it made him feel slightly better, his dick already fully soft as she sat down next to. I sent her to look around the studio for a few minutes, while I called Francine. Phone: This is Francine Martel. Please leave your name and number ‘Damn it Francine, that was not funny the first time you tried it, twenty years ago. I was calling about how things went with CC last night.’ Phone: Holy Shit, Schwartz. What bee got under your bra strap? ‘Francine Vivian Martel, cut the bullshit. I just saw her. The look on her face is one I have only seen one other place, and that one came after a. “They'll see.”“They might,” he admits. “In that case, they'll see a woman being pleasured as she's never been pleasured before.”He pushes her jeans down over her hips, leaving the chaps intact on her thighs, and the air-conditioned air brushing over her bald pussy lips raises chill bumps.“Bend over,” he commands. “Spread your ass cheeks for me.”Without even really knowing why, she obeys him and opens her most private of parts to his examination. He bends down, and she feels his breath against.