About five foot seven, ten years younger than me, with medium length, dark brown hair and a curvaceous figure to make any man and most women drool. We...were enjoying a day in town and had stopped for coffee, both of us in short summer dresses and Alison looking stunning with her 38C boobs so spectacularly on display. Only being 34B myself, the sight of her bountiful boobs made me feel rather inadequate, not to mention horny. Not that she had complained when she had enjoyed playing with mine the. Seeing the goodness in her, I realized what a terrible person I was and vowed to change. I guess I've always had some artistic talent so I took the money she gave me and used it for art school."Lifting her head she said, "Had it not been for Andy Taylor, by now I would be a two-dollar hooker rotting inside with sexually transmitted diseases — if I were even still alive."Then she said nothing would give her more pleasure than to come out to Los Angeles to do the portraits. She tried to argue. His eyes revealed that also he felt the undeniable electricity between us. Our trance soon ended when another person joined us, lugging their dirty laundry over to a nearby washing machine. My tall stranger went back to tending to his clothes, and I to my book, but I couldn’t help but notice several stolen glances from my tall stranger. And with each stolen glance my juices pooled and my clit throbbed. Oh, the things I could imagine! But, then I remembered my decision as of that morning to. Taking a gamble, I removed his cock from my mouth, and quickly inserted a finger into my mouth giving it a good lick, before positioning it next to his asshole. Joe shoved his cock back in my mouth, not realising what I was doing. I prodded around, trying to find his hole amongst the numerous strands of hair, and once found, I shoved my finger up his tight hole, feeling my best friend go rigid. He took a deep breath and looked down at me – speechless. I responded by pulling my finger almost the.