That's a sight that any cuntlapper will cherish.Karen had gone to a lesbian bar.Every hot-tongued dyke in the place had looked at this ravishing beaut... with open desire. Karen really was a mouth-watering sight. The place was a rough sort of joint, with a wooden bar and a brass rail. Karen had stood with one foot on the rail in a mannish pose--but there was nothing masculine about the expanse of creamy white thigh that her posture revealed. The barmaid, a brawny woman with tattoos on her. "She did just that. I watched her small hand reach for my crotch and felt her finger squeeze me through the material of my pants. Then she stroked it through the material and it grew and grew and grew -- to its full 14-inches.Jenny's sister pulled her hand away and said, "Wow, that's one big monster you got there mister." Then she had it out in a flash was tried to suck on it. I enjoyed the feel her he mouth at the tip of my cock, but she couldn't get it around it. After a minute of this. I peered down to readjust and when I looked back, she was looking me dead in my eyes through the mirror. My nerve suddenly gone, I spun on my heels and tried to dart back to the guest room down the hall. Before I had taken two steps, Mary's dripping hand was on my shoulder, spinning me to face her. “Why are you staring in my room, Dave?” she asked in a calm, strained voice. Other than the slight frown on her face, I really couldn't read Mary's emotions. That made me scared. “I w-was going to. "Good." she said opening her legs wider for me. "Because I could never fuck my son, but I could fuck my partner."She gave me a soft kiss on the lips as my hand found her pussy, she was not wearing her panties!"Partner." She whispered.She was giving me permission to fuck her at last! My finger penetrated her wet slot with ease. She rolled on her back, pulled off the covers and in the soft evening twilight, her body looked especially inviting."Take your time baby... you deserve this... you have.