As she stood, she dropped her skirt. Then she tugged her bikini panties right up into her hairy cunt so her bush bristled at the sides and her lower c...nt-lips oozed in exposure. Next, she closed the distance between her and wide-eyed Brad."Eat it, stud," she said to her seated brother. "Suck my panties out of my horny cunt and eat right through me while my Pete and your Helen watch. Maybe it'll give 'em some ideas about each other and we'll have ourselves an orgy on our hands."Brad's face. "Oh sorry, I'm here for an appointment with Dr Grace. it was supposed to be at three but I was told to come an hour early to complete my registration." That is no problem sir, if you would like to take a seat over in the waiting area you will be called back when they are ready for you," she said sweetly and you notice a quick wink as she finishes. Andrew keep looking back at her as he moves to take a seat along a fountain and listen to the water running behind you. He then notice a soft sound. Lizzie, her name was, and while her colleague was of the sort of build that is described in parts of England by words such as “buxom” and “bonny”, Lizzie was just plain fat and always had been.She consequently made no attempt to look attractive, dressing functionally in dark colours, although there was no disguising those big, gleaming brown breasts which lurked just below the neckline of any dress or t-shirt. Rather than waiting for others to make comments about her, she would make them. He would if he could. It was the only part of his job he liked, the opportunity of meeting a married white wife one-on-one and possibly getting into her pants. Otherwise, Ray hated the job. He worked strictly to satisfy his probation officer since employment was a condition of his parole. The way Ray saw it, he didn't need his probation revoked and go back to prison. The job was also a front for his real cash flow which was from selling d**gs. He also had other illicit activities. Although his.