When I decided I wanted to buy a house, my buddy told me I should give Laurie a call because she was a relator and could help me find just what I was ...ooking for. He gave me her card and I slid it in my pocket and figured I would call her later. The next day I picked Laurie’s card up off the table where I had laid it the night before. Her picture was on the front. 'She is a knock out,' I thought to myself. As I looked at her picture I had to smile because the one thing about Laurie that always. Her morning-after fuck-face is so wanton, so fucking gorgeous.Inhaling, my nostrils twitch; last night’s mating stench still wafts through the room. As she rolls on her back, the stained sheet slips from her waist. Her pussy’s crusty, a heady mixture of my dried saliva and her dried juices.One eye opens and Jude focuses on me staring at her. She smirks, all confidence, as she slides a finger through her slit. And paints my lips with her strong stale morning juices.“You really are a slut, aren’t. " I hesitantly respond, "But I would like to know what you are talking about." "I'll show you." Without a further word from him, Kerry lifts me onto the table. My waitress uniform was a short dress, so as my ass hit the table, I could feel how high my dress went up from the coolness of the tabletop. He held my shin's with the palm of his hands, lifting them, and holding them at the end of the table. "Mr. Kerry! I don't think this is appropriate!" I try to explain. "Shhhhh, it's Kerry." He. I could make it from her facial expressions. I started kissing and sucking from her legs and moving upwards. After I reached till her pussy I stopped. I kissed and sucked the area near her pussy.But I didn’t suck her pussy and she was getting irritated. She said, “Either you suck the pussy or I will not let you fuck.” I started sucking her pussy and inserted my tongue deep inside her pussy. She was moaning and shouting. Then, I started sucking her navel, then her boobies.I sucked them so badly.