“Sisters ?”, asked Betty“Yeah….nuns…from the shelter down the street”, answered Helen, making her vocabulary much clearer to Betty.“Ah�...THOSE sisters ?”, said Betty smacking her lips and pretending to understand Helen knocked on the door next to the bar and smiled at the cute young stacked bartender who seemed bored. “Oh my Gad…! An apparition ! “ yelled a black woman Helen’s age“Are you sure were not in a church ?”, giggled Betty as they walked into a smoke-filled square room with a stage,. I did as I was asked and the head of my cock disappeared into her ass, opening it up wider as I slid a little deeper. The feeling was so different than her pussy, not wet and much, much tighter."Okay, that is feeling good so far, you are doing great baby".I felt her wiggle a little as she adjusted to accommodate more of me."Now push a little deeper, nice and slow", came her whispering voice.I continued to push into her, watching my shaft sink inch by inch. She was gasping and I was not sure if. .. i started arching my back, motioning him to lick a little more farther up, he oblige, slowly but furiously, he started eating away at my edible panties, exposing my tight pink cunt... i moaned in ecstacy as he started to gently lick my libia, circling around my clit and finally sticking his long tongue into my opening. Oh how enjoyable that feeling was, i grabbed unto his hair and buried his whole face into my pussy til the point where he couldnt breath, but that still didnt stop his tongue. It was the plumber.After only 45 minutes.bloody hell.I brought him into the kitchen,aware that my nipples were very visible through the light fabric of my top.He introduced himself as Joe.I caught him staring at my 36dd tits and smiled.I didn't care.I loved guys checking me out.Joe was about 10 years older than me,and had a decent beer belly,but was handsome in a rugged manly sort of way.And he was obviously quite muscular.Good looking too.He was soon under the sink and said it was just a loose.