I could see that her pussy was still wet with her own juices as well as dried cum spewed through the hair at the sides of her pussy. I drew my face ba...k when that musky scent of her well-fucked pussy filled my nose.“LICK IT,” Kim said as her hands grabbed my long blonde hair pulling my face right down into her pussy.Kim parted her legs wide as she pulled my face down to her pussy. I had no time to react as she had caught me off guard; my face landed smack into her messy smelly pussy. Kim rubbed. But, recalling Bob and Jan's fucking performance started Norm, Lydia, and I speculating on which of the wives who had gotten fucked in our house that night was the best lay based on how much noise they made when their husbands were fucking them.We were having a good time drinking and laughing over which of the wives we thought would make the best piece of ass, and why we thought that they would or wouldn't, when Lydia looked down at Norm's crotch and giggled and said,"Norm, that's looks like a. I could hear myself stuttering and knew I sounded like a berk. ‘Hey honey, its James!’ I heard him say. His voice was beyond anything I’d even dared to imagine. It was like, hearing rain falling into a pond, or a million bird songs all at once. Like a Mozart symphony, or rolling waves crashing onto the sand. Hearing his voice, the whisper of his breathing in my ear was enough to set my heart racing and dampen my white panties. ‘Oh hey James, how are you?’ I asked, not knowing what to say.. The journey lasted less than 10 minutes, as Leanne spoke non stop, telling me about her hopes and dreams after her 3 years of collage. She had an infectious laugh, and I joined in as she relaxed beside me outside her home. She motioned for me to join her for the search of her purse, and with hopeful thoughts, I followed her as we entered the slightly rundown building, and approached the staircase. Should I let her lead and watch her tight denims from behind, or climb with her hoping for another.