Far above his head, hesaw the glint of something gold. Moving closer, he noticed that it wasan old necklace that had been caught between the floorboar...s. Ezrahtried to reach it but it was still at least a foot out of his reach andthere appeared to be nothing that he could stand on.He grabbed the burlap bag and slowly made his way back up the ladderinto the kitchen. Forgetting his hunger, he set the bag aside and beganto calculate where he saw the gold necklace hanging. Pulling asideseveral. His hands on my ass under my dress grabbing onto my fleshy globes. Forcing me to move harder against his cock.I'm so close, so fucking close. My senses are on overload, it's been so fucking long since I've been treated like a woman. My eyes are shut tight as I kiss and bite his neck. He can hear me panting more and more rapidly and switches positions on me. Grabs me and plants me on my back. Opening my legs wide, he's on his knees off the sofa staring at my wet black thong. He rubs his nose. I wore a short skirt and a sleeveless flannel shirt knotted under my boobs. The first two buttons were open and swell of my boob was clearly visible. Men loved the trailer trash look and would stare at me. Josie wore hot pants, high tops, and a white tank top. Her boobs weren’t as big as mine but she had a nice firm ass that attracted a lot of attention. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail high on her head while mine flowed down my back. “Mrs. Holden want’s to divorce her husband,” she said. Oh, that's so good." She felt even better once I began digging my tounge deep in her pussy and hitting that G-spot. After that I longer needed ice. Once I started working on her I wasn't thinking about the heat anymore. It was hot enough already. "Ooooooooh! Aaaaaaaaah! Oh, yes. Yes, that's so good. Oh, that feels so good. Hmmmmmmmm. Lick that pussy..