I needed the hug just as much as she did. I felt so sorry for her, losing her closest friend especially the way Marissa died. I also couldn’t help b...t to be grateful she kept Anastasia alive. Granted her heart didn’t beat even once, but she was up and walking. When we were finished hugging, Anastasia surprised me by kissing me. I was only caught off guard for a couple of seconds. I kissed back with an intense amount of passion. The heat arose between us as if we were animals. As we were. The all powerful Melissa Fisher is who. She likes to think she is the best thing since sliced bread to the independently owned real estate brokerages in the whole city. I am so sick of hearing that. Independently Owned Real Estate Brokerage, like it’s a title granted by the Queen, a Duchess of Something, or General Somebody.’ ‘Ah, so you mean your mother, huh?’ ‘Of course, I mean my mother. She was never there for me. She had her fancy, schmancy career to take up her time.’ ‘Hey! You benefited. .." I said, using words she would normally tell me not to use. It didn't seem to make sense to worry about it now that she was actually eating my pussy. And doing it so well! Her hands gripped me around the butt, pulling me open even winder so she could take more of me into her mouth. Her tongue flittered expertly across my clit, tickling and stimulating me with a deftness that made me think she'd done it before. "This isn't your first time, OH! ...is it, mmmmm," I couldn't even get a sentence. Taking you into my mouth, I cup your balls with one hand and put the other on your butt. You get more shampoo and massage it into my hair as I suck you off. I begin pumping my head up and down, gently pulling your scrotum and caressing your ass. Your breathing gets faster and it doesn’t take as long as usual for you to come as you were already highly aroused by my incredible orgasm. I swallow every ounce of come that erupts out of you. ‘Whoo,’ is all you say as I stand up to rinse the shampoo.