'Yes' she answered with a catch in her throat. 'Who's this?' she asked. My name is Miri, from the Island. 'Is Ray with you?' Cora asked getting her vo...ce back feeling her anger resurfacing. 'Is he there?' she added, her voice getting louder. 'He's here but he can't talk at the moment' Miri said. Cora thought she heard someone groaning loudly & then it stopped suddenly after a loud slapping sound. 'Sorry about that Cora, but Ray was trying to talk with his mouth full' Cora was getting madder now. I lowered my head between her legs and brought my nose softly up the length of her pussy through her pants. Taking in the wonderful, angelic smell that came from the wetness that was developing, it drove me wild. I struggled with everything I had to just go slow. I used my teeth to undo the buttons on her pants. As I suspected…she was wearing no panties. My cock stiffened slightly at the prospect of things to come. I pulled her pants off to reveal a magnificently well maintained pussy, trim and. I went to her apartment that Sunday and when she opened the door she was looking stunning in hot pants and a pink color top, which could barely hide her figure. I know I should have sort of waited but at that age I could not stop my self and I grabbed her by her waist and started to kiss her, within seconds my tongue was in her mouth and massaging her tongue. I was so in the moment I just picked her up and made rested her on the wall and then wrapped her legs around my waist, with the wall’s. Her hair was greasy. The fabric on the Salvation Army jeans and t-shirt was thin and foul with dirt and body odor. He thought the worst would be the shoes, but he had no intention of finding out. One thing was for sure, he had to get her cleaned up before the neighbors complained! Cleaned up, and maybe out to a shelter. ‘Well, sit you down, Sara Wood, and tell me a story!’ She looked at him quizzically, she still hadn’t spoken since he’d caught her following him. ‘What kind of story?’ she said..