I rinsed the cloth back in the sink and this time added some rubbing alcohol to it. I continued rubbing her back, folding the towel over itself as I w...nt along. I could not help but expand my work area to also do her ass-cheeks and long legs; her smooth soft skin and her sensual shape were irresistible. I repeatedly rinsed off and moistened the cloth as I went down her gorgeous body, planting kisses everywhere I wiped, even down to her feet. I did her inner thighs last. I'd thought she might. I then kissed my way further down her soft body fondling her tits as I went. She giggled when I delved my tongue into her belly button. I slowly continued kissing my way down her belly toward her pussy. I got up on my knees and hooked my fingers under the elastic band of her panties. As I pushed her silky panties downward, she lifter her butt and allowed me to slip them past her hips and down her legs. I could smell the scent of her arousal. She smelled delicious. Her dark pubic fur. Plenty of room to spread out and fuck. I picked her up with ease and placed her on my lap with her legs open and to my sides and pussy touching my hard fuck tool and those size B cup teen titties touching my chest. I grabbed her all the way around her back to bring her in to me smashing her tits against me and she grabbed on to my neck. Our embrace was locked and our mouths were a part of each other. Her head and face was smaller being that she was still only 18 and maturing compared to my. Heather continued, “Okay,do you have Boy friend?”Scarlett smiled. “No, there was one rotten bastard but he is gone. I hate the bastard! the bastard was screwing his maid, imagine that! Men are all rotten, are they not Boss. How about you, are you married? k**s?”The older woman laughed out loud. “Oh, No, God, no! I hate men. Not only do I hate men, I love women. We understand each other so well. The best part of our relationship is that we cannot make the other pregnant. Men are no better than.