"You making me blush again. Always spreading the shit around, aren't you. But you look great too, hon'. Gosh, I missed you a lot."Laura looked around,...as if to be sure no one else was there."We're alone," Trina said softly, closing--and locking--the door. "Did you bring those for me?"Laura handed her the flowers. "I don't want you to think my intentions are wholly physical," she said, winking."They better be," Trina said, growing flirtatious. "I'm horny enough to pop."Laura moved closer and. That’s what I have always liked about a prostitute, no messing about, wining and dining and I didn’t know what in order to get what you really want, that gem between her legs that would quickly solve that incessant ache which takes you senses away. But it was no all plain sailing and although she had a brilliant figure undressed I could see the difference ten year had made, the wrinkles in her skin and the aging brown spots did not attract me any more and when I saw her pussy I suddenly. I turned to see it was a girlfriend I had from a few years back, named Marilyn. She was a natural redhead dressed as Jessica Rabbit. I don’t remember her being so large in the chest, so she must have either had surgery or just a stuffed bra under the outfit.“Hey there, have you met my new girlfriend, Stella?” I said giving my sister a slight shoulderbump.She put out her hand saying, “Hello, my name is Stella Stanwyck.”They eyed each other for a moment, until Marilyn walked away.“I want another. Soon Marcy unhooked Laura's bra, revealing a perfect set of breasts with upward pointing nipples. Marcy went around behind Laura and put her hands around and started fondling them. She pressed them together and pointed the now very erect nipples up even more."You like, Brian?" She giggled.Oh yeah. I liked.After a brief moment, Marcy soon took off her own dress. She was soon standing there in just her black bra and matching thong. She began to take the thong and run it up and down through her.