I can't wait to next see her in the street thinking about her slightly saggy tits, big pink areole and unkempt black bush. God I would love to confro...t her and admit I had seen her naked, advising her that trimming is required.The apartment block had been successful with a number of good spots under my belt. One middle aged slightly overweight lady who padded around her bedroom in very conservative matching black underwear. Amusing the hell out of me with her jiggling and wobbling. She. She plays the violin and, I've heard her, she's really good. A brunette, she's about five-five or so, with curly hair and a smile that's always there. She's happy and funny and nice to be around. I'm pretty sure she's bisexual because she and Deb have pretty openly been together, it's no secret though they both have sex with guys as well.Shirley is a Texas girl with the slow drawl of the Southwest. She's not quite six feet and is beautifully-proportioned. Hardly small, she is really. "She was deathly allergic," I said again carefully. "The woman didn't want her husband to know she was trying to raise her CAP and took it one morning after he left for his shift. Her body rejected the drug and she died in agony." So?" my father said again."Father, if this had been the beloved wife of a union president how would the union have reacted?" I asked."We would have sent out some enforcers to extract retribution!" my father roared. There was a long pause. "Oh shit! If that was the. I kissed her on her inner thighs leaving a love bite on her right inner thighs. She kept moaning all the time. Then she turned me over and came on top of me like a wild cat and kissed me roughly. She started to unbutton my shirt while kissing me and removed my shirt and threw it away. Giving me wet kisses all over my chest and my stomach she moved down to my jeans and opened my belt with her teeth. I could see her wet saliva shining on my body. She removed my jeans and my jockey together and.