“Back safe and sound”, smiled Amanda as she led Rachel to her two friends, “Take care”.Amanda made her way back to the ladies’ in a hurry. ...he place was looking like a supermarket. Everyone was well-dressed, even the women in jeans like Amanda, wore designer jeans. I wrote at the beginning that this was a classy club. It was because of the social level of the women who frequented it: university professors and students, office workers, ballet dancers, etc…But horny lesbians, even from the. I started to give her thrusts. She is enjoying all this. I started with more speed. She moaned loudly as I fucked her hard. She started all the dirty talking. I haven’t imagined my mom lying below me while I fuck her in missionary position and talks dirty.She freed her legs in the air holding them straight. I got more space to go deep we are kissing and banging my every lower thrust match with her upper thrust we had perfect synchronization.Our flesh collided each other making ‘pach pach’ sound. God..... YES!" My whole body tenses up in a state of rigid bliss as it washes over me.Vaguely aware of sarahs voice in the background."Oh yes......vix......god that's hot" Im shaking with the intensity, a wetness between my legs....my juices flowing out. Sarah's voice again this time whispered "oh god yes" I 'come to' slowly, the powerful orgasm leaving me dizzy.Bertie is smiling down at me. I'm panting, gasping for breath, for the moment unable to speak, but manage a smile.....a satisfied. Just as men will never change in looking, women will never change in showing. Men loved seeing women’s tits even if only seeing their cleavage while imagining the rest. Being that she had big tits, why not use her breast to her advantage to make a little extra income, money that she so desperately needed now that she no longer had her mother’s Social Security check. Only, Jerry wasn’t interested in her breasts. He never so much as looked at her tits. Maybe he’s gay. Maybe other than their.