He hadn’t had a date in over three years. ‘Wow.’ Brynn was taken slightly aback. ‘Why are you going back to Chicago?’ ‘My mom died in an a...cident a few weeks back, and I need to go back and close things down, sell the house and all of that kind of stuff.’ Nick glanced down and saw her hand on the seat between them, reaching for him but not imposing. He took her small, delicate hand in his and felt her squeeze softly. ‘I’m sorry about your mom.’ He looked at her and thanked her, and her. However, I am firm in stating that my attraction was completely from a pussy-hunter’s point of view and I considered Rosalind’s pussy the goal of my attraction at all times.I saw the mean side of Rosalind the time that she convinced a pretty young thing from the library to help us carry a load of books home to her mother for her research on poisonous plants and dangerous concoctions of a mysterious nature.The girl was not one of the debutantes, probably coming from a deprived family and working. I was now 20 and she was 22. I’ve always been close to Carole and were best of friends when growing up. We were very alike, just how alike I was about to find out.A few years ago her now ex-boyfriend told me that she was into the kinky stuff but he didn’t go into details. Since then she intrigued me and I always wanted to fuck her and often think of her when I wank off. I arrive early evening and we had a takeaway Chinese meal together. Later, we had a few drinks and watched the telly, some. She felt herself beginning to shake all over.She got closer and closer to cumming, she ground her pussy against his face, gritting her teeth and wanting nothing more then to shower his face with cum. Then his fingers slid into her. She hadn't expected that either and the feeling of them reaching deep into her and then sliding out was more then she could take.She was cumming and he wouldn't even slow down, her entire body was on fire and still he finger fucked her and sucked her until all the.