It was a growl. A deepthroaty animal growl. Her nose touched between my breasts and I heard hersniff in deep like an animal sniffing for prey. Her nos... came up the sideof my breast and touched my nipple. She sniffed again and again growled.She started to move up and I could feel her hair sliding across my face.I could smell her shampoo. I peaked threw one eye. Her thick black hairhad enveloped us both in a fragrant dark tent. She sniffed at my face andthen opened her mouth and put her teeth on. They lived here until about eight years ago. Havenʼt kept in close touch since she married. Apparently they donʼt think much of the husband.”“Oh?”“Yeah, they think heʼs the guy who raped her and got her pregnant. Both the husband and wife deny it, but the parents arenʼt buying it.”“But if he got her pregnant, why would he later adopt the child?”“Doesnʼt make much sense, does it? But Iʼll keep...”
Sheila picked up the ringing phone.
“Kiowa County Sheriffʼs office...” There was a long pause. Her. After that got her off she returned the favor, commenting, “I like to see and taste what I’ve only felt so far. It’s very nice looking and tasting in addition to the great things it did the other night.”She mounted me and I was in hooter heaven as they hung and swung while her pussy did its wonders on my rod. When I shot what felt like my biggest load ever, she bent over as far as she could with her pillows firmly against my chest, gave me a hot kiss and said, “I have no further commitments. " Well, Miran-" Call me 'Randa.' I despise the full version. Makes me sound so frilly-feminine. And, you betcha, I'm anything but that." Randa, I'm pleased to make your acquaintance." Acquaintance, huh? If I have my way, and you'd better believe I will, we'll be much better acquainted before long."She was right.Two hours later they were in her apartment. In bed.She had all the requisite female equipment, all right. He'd had ample opportunity to study it in exquisite detail while deep-tonguing.