" She shrugged and begancleaning up the mess, hearing the shower come on upstairs.About a half an hour later Erica heard Sandy start to come down thes...eps. Something was different though. The tread was too heavy. Turningher head, Erica gasped as she glimpsed the first sight of Sandy as(she?) descended the stairs.The only thing that was recognizable about Sandy was from the neck up.The rest of her was, formidable. One thing was for sure, her bodymatched her hands. She was very tan, very large. This one was different. We said things to each other that never should be said. Maria and I agreed to separate. We went to a local African lawyer and made an agreement dividing our property. She would keep the part share in the Safari Park and our other African assets. I would have the London house and our assets in the UK. In theory her share was larger than mine, but mine were possibly more stable, less likely to grow perhaps, but also less risky. Some people might describe us as wealthy. If. I loved wearing them bare underneath. My pussy was pretty, nice and plump and pink, I wanted guys to see it. I had my mirrors set up so I could see how I looked from the back and I often went to the mall in a short skirt that showed glimpses of my pussy lips from behind, just peeking out as I walked. I got it perfect. I wanted my pussy to be seen and admired and desired.And my bikini, oh, I had several but my favorite, my newest, a tiny string bikini, just barely covered my nipples and, now, of. I moan loud on your cock that is locked inside of my mouth, and you cum. Your hot cream rushing down my throat… I swallow you so pleased… over and over and over again… sucking you dry… licking and sucking all of your cum from your cock… never missing a drop… Then finding my way up to your lips to kiss you, let you taste yourself from my mouth. My tongue hotly assaulting yours kissing so passionately then onto the bed where I climb up on you pushing my panties to the side I rub your softening.