Jeanette and Donna, two different women with divergent lifestyles happened to meet each other in the lobby of the Journalism building when they arrive... to meet Susan that day.Donna wore a black jacket over a full body leather suit that had a large slit with laces from her abdomen right up to her ample tits which were held in by the black leather. It was a very riske outfit but being a former stripper and pole dancer, Donna just loved to show off her sizable breasts especially if she knew she. ‘Well, that’s just dandy,’ Mr. McNally said. ‘We’ve got your number on the form, right? We’ll just give you a call soon.’ They shook hands and she was out the door. ‘What was all of that about?’ Vanessa asked as they walked away. ‘They want to pay me to guide Mrs. McNally around. She keeps getting lost,’ Angel said, still somewhat amazed that she was doing this. ‘You two kind of look alike,’ Vanessa said. ‘She could be your…sister? Mother? Something.’ ‘Really?’ Angel said, turning back to take. When he was done he stood there and said"You are quite the cock sucked, aren't you slut?" Yes, I enjoy pleasing black men, there is no greater honor then offering my body to them." OK slut, lets go into the bedroom so I can give you what you need."We lay on the bed for a few minutes, I continued stroking his cock until it was again rock hard. I straddled his body and lowered my sopping wet pussy toward his cock. I could feel it parting my lips as it easily slid inside me. I continued. She might still have been at the beach party now, kissing Bob and letting him caress her. Oh, God, it would have been better than this if she had given herself completely to him.Now she cringed at Vito's hand roaming excitedly over her back. She stiffened in fear as his fingers fought clumsily with the clasp of her brassiere. Then suddenly it gave way and she felt her fully ripened young breasts fall out like two large white melons, hanging obscenely down over each side of his leg with his knee.