She can remove and keep the towel over there. Now I folded the towel and removed her light blue panty. When I took it out I smelled her panty. It was ...eally nice arousing smell. Now I started massaging her legs and fingers and thighs. Now I can see her pussy lips. And her pussy is cleanly shaven. So sweet I felt. When I am doing thighs and she is giving small moans and she is pushing her body downwards. My dick is standing erect and it is about to touch her ass.So I asked whether I sit on her. The word leftover can be used as an adjective or a noun, either way it means the same thing. ‘A remnant or an unused portion’ It has also been used as the name for a rock band, a music album and a movie. Personally, I don’t know if the three are true or not, I have never heard of any of them. What I do know is the fact that there could be one more description. ‘Leftover, what a fat chick or fat guy usually have to settle for.’ Now, I hate the word chick. I was not born to a chicken. I don’t. She starts licking her way down my neck, my chest, my abs and finally down to my bobbing, hard cock. She pushes her voluminous hair to one side, looks lovingly up and me, and starts licking the large head of my cock, lovingly. Short little licks, looking up at me with a smile, in between each thrust of her long tongue.Then she lets it slip past her lips, sucking the large head, pulling it in and out of her mouth like a popsicle. Plop! The warm, smooth friction of her mouth on my penis head. Its crotch was open and only broad lace encircled the creamy skin of her thighs. She accessorized the garment with a pair of black, open toed, stiletto heeled sandals which displayed her red toe nails. She’d planned to be waiting sensuously on the bed with all their toys and lubricants ready for him when he arrived home. As his personal sex pet, she planned on satisfying his every wish. She stood at the dresser mirror and put the finishing touches on her hair and cherry red lipstick that.