Movement on the bed and Donna was lowered onto her back next to Susan.I palmed the length of Susan’s pussy, moisture slicking my hand. My fingertips...open her to my view, and I inhaled her essential aroma, a sensual odour that I imprinted to my memory. She touched my head lightly, urging me on.I kissed her pussy, then sucked on each wrinkly lip, and they folded back as if waving me closer. My lips and tongue teased her button while several fingers became my cock. My tips explored the base of her. The assistant manager would always open it after the manager died. They liked the new knives. They used them just like the straight razor they used to use. Reggie Starr knew who the robbers were. This was not getting better. Only worse. Word was out. IF you saw the two ladies in black come in your bank, you were getting robbed and someone would die. The problem was that no one ever saw them come in until it was too late.The bitches had also changed their ways about hotels. They had. After having the drink I asked her remove her clothes n lay down on her bed. She asked me follow her to her bedroom, we entered the bedroom and she first removed her spaghetti, those huge melons were finally free and hanged like a ripe fruit ready to be eaten, her big dark brown nipples looked like mountain. She removed her shorts and revealed a red Lacey thong which was just hidding her ass line but was showing those beautiful ass fully naked. She lied down on bed… ” Give me your best massage”. And she isn't one of those bitches who won't take facials: She has told me on the phone that, while she gets no physical pleasure from a man draining his balls onto her beautiful, upturned, worshipping face, she knows that's what men want, and she aims to please!She doesn't do girl-on-girl: She's disgusted by the very concept. "Bill," she tells me on the phone, refusing to address me by the proper term she ought to, "I'm not a goddamn lezzy!" I'm so very proud of her!But everything she does,.