I finally made my way down to my prize, her sweet, fat pussy. I French kissed the outside of her pussy lips and I felt her body squirm under me. Then,...in a split second, I shoved my tongue deep inside her pussy. I slowly began to tongue fuck her and picked up my speed as time went on. Simultaneously, I was rubbing her hard clit. After about 5 minutes, her legs began to shake and she came in my mouth, I swallowed every drop that she had to offer. She laid there shaking for about 2 minutes. My white skirt wasn't a mini, but it stopped above my knees. The blouse was silk and white and loosely nestled my braless breasts. Red, open-toed shoes with two-inch heels matched the wide red belt around my waist, and a red leather purse completed the ensemble. My legs were tan and sleek and my best feature, so I wore no hose, and my only undergarment was a sheer, white thong. My blonde tresses cuddled my shoulders and framed my face and smelled sweet and clean. I wore little makeup, but what. We went with the crowd as they ushered us into the closet."Hey Dennis, how are you?" she asked me with a smile, the alcohol evident on her breath, "Let's get comfortable." She pulled her shirt over her head and stuck her breasts in my face. As I licked and sucked on her nipples she rubbed my cock through my pants with her hand. I was extremely hard as I devoured her nipples, the erect little buds between my teeth, and she was really rubbing me raw through my pants."Lean back," was all she said. I knew that this was the point of no return. From my point of view I'd given Julia two options; to take offence and leave now with or without a slapping me or to accept the intimacy and proceed accordingly. The decision was out of my hands.The next few seconds seemed like hours as she considered my intimate touch. She signalled her decision to stay by saying 'Is it that obvious?'I released my breath, only then realising that I'd been holding it, 'Yes it's very obvious, both from the sweet.