"Busy," I said, looking at her. She was more than dirty, her hair was oily and her fingernails black. She looked years older and worried, with lines a...ross her forehead and beside her mouth. Her body sagged and her hands trembled despite her efforts to sit up straight."Why you looking at me like that?" You're still awful pretty," I said. "What have you been doing since I last saw you, how long ago was it, November maybe?"She shook her head. "I'm a whore," she said quietly. "First man I took up. “That was wonderful,” the man said with a resounding sigh.She needed to moisten her parched lips before replying, “I’ll call again.”She hung up.Still with the damp pillow clutched between her legs, she dragged her hands wearily down her face. She glanced over to the sketchbook, then shoved it off the bed before eventually falling asleep. --0--Over the following week, Willow called the man three times. That included one call from her office rooftop where she wedged herself into a hidden corner. I had to be quiet, his friends would hear us, so I attempted to stifle my sounds and they came out like soft gasps. His hands went to my hips to help me move, pulling me down, raising me off him. As my pussy slid around him, grew wetter, I was still vaguely aware of the noise we were beginning to make, but it was fuzzy around the edges and didn't seem to matter as much. I came down harder with each stroke and watched his face watching us. Looking down my body and leaning back I watched us fuck.. So I sit my ass down next to this couple and order a black Russian, nice after dinner drink. Within a short time I am talking to this women and find out she is alone as well, she is very, very pretty mature women in a sexy full dress with tits that are full and cleavage ever so nicely I look and look. She introduced her self as Sandy from then on we start talking a mile a minute to each other and I was so intrigued with her long black hair and her stunning pretty looks and those breast that.