Normally I do not get into chubby girls but this one was sexy in her tight black skirt, black stockings and high heels with the navy blue short sleeve...blouse that dipped low exposing the valley between her e cup breasts. I was not sure whether that was done on purpose I don’t know but when she bent over to reach into drawers I got a nice view of her powder blue lace bra. Her silver chain necklace dangling in the valley of the breast. My mind kept drifting to the thought of how she looked. She gives some reaction but quietly continues, she is still unaware (I think)she turns on her back, pulling myself away just as quickly before lying under her.I keep going I can not stop now the urge is too big.I put myself between her legs so my head almost on her pussy,that nice smelling pussy asks to be sniffed.hmm yes nice, with the tip of my tongue I go over her in lace panties pussy.I suddenly feel two soft hands on the back of my head, I look up, she looks at me. "What are you doing?". I had always wondered what it would be like to be used for the pleasure of a man. To serve one purpose and one purpose only. I loved my husband. Bryan was the love of my life, but he was never rough and tumble. Sometimes that was what a girl wanted! I saw the devilish smile on Derek's face, he knew what I was thinking. He started walking towards me and I started backing up, until I felt the cool wall behind me. "Well Janet?" he asked. "What do you think?"I swallowed before answering. "I think I. Eight men seemed pretty good to me. I greeted them and told them “I see you brought some friends.” “Oh, we have some more coming, they should be here in a minute.”“Wow,” I thought, this is getting even better.I offered them drinks, beers all around, and said “You know, I never even got your names last week. But don’t tell me.” I asked the new guys, “Did your friends tell you my name?”“Yeah, they said just to call you CUNT”We all laughed and I said “That’s right, I love being called CUNT. You.