She tasted as good as mom. And like mom, she kept it bare. She must have just shaved as is was smooth as glass. In fact, none at all; I quite li...ed it. I’d have to ask mom to try it next time she shaved. Wendy was really getting into my mouth and tongue. Her moans were stifled by her mouth full of my cock. I pulled my tongue out of her pussy and replaced it with 3 of my fingers and thumb on her clit. I used my tongue to start rimming her tight asshole. That really got her. Can't get enough of it... but I am willing to pay whatever price it takes, so tell me what the deal is... I'm comfortable financially - don't need to work..." I trailed off, as she fixed me with an intent gaze from her huge black eyes."I really dig having a skinny young honky trapped under my magnificent ass, for endless hours! All senses taken away, except taste and smell. Fighting for air, my big old pussy covering his face like an oxygen mask, his mouth full of my big ol' clit, and nothing. “Fuck!” we both whispered at each other. I handed her the bar of soap and ran into the back hall between the locker rooms. Standing around the corner, I stayed to listen. “Yes, I’m in the shower,” Fran called out just barely able to control her voice. “I called for Hank in the men’s locker room, but he didn’t answer,” said Sally. “I figured you guys should have been done a half hour ago, so when I drove by on my way home from the grocery store and saw the lights were still on, I was afraid that. .I cleaned myself up as much as I could, using my towel to wipe away the blood from my torn ass, and all of the many many loads of cum seeping from inside me. I hobbled down the trail to my car, getting inside I found a note on my dash. It had a simple "thanks for the cum bitch" and a number written inside.I eagerly left and returned to my home, needing a shower and sleep and hopefully a plan of what to do next.I decided to tell nobody, I know that seems crazy, but who would believe me? And on.