She didn’t go around all day like that or anything, but when we were alone, she was very often wearing not a lot. I would invent reasons to go talk ...o her when she was coming from the shower and dressing. She would often stand for a while at her dresser putting on makeup or whatever, while I sat on her bed talking. So I got a great view of her pantied rear as well as the great reflection of her front in the mirror. As I have made it obvious, I loved her large breasts and saw more and more of. "Now, let me introduce you to a friend of mine who's graced us with her presence tonight. Melody, come and take a seat and show us what you can do!"The audience clapped as she gracefully made her way to the stage. Strapping on her guitar and sitting down, Melody situated herself at the mic. With an easy smile and a very gentle voice, she said, "Hi, everyone. My name's Melody. Yes, my parents really did name me that. Some of you might think they named me perfectly and some might find it cruel. " Chloe Weaver. Nice to meet you, Matt." Likewise. Are you a local? I don't recall seeing you in here before,and I _know_ that I'd have remembered you if I had." It was a slighttwist on an old pick-up line."I don't get over to this part of town very often. There's a newgallery just opened near here, and I came over to check theircollection." Are you an artist?" Not exactly. I'm a collector of sorts. They had some wonderful newpieces by a couple of artists whose work I follow, Vickie Wyman. ”I finally nudged my head between her warm soft inner thighs and pressed my face against the crotch of her drenched panties and sucked on it as I put my hands under knees and pushed them up to her shoulders. Kitty groaned passionately, “Oh God Yesss, yesss Chuck I love that.”I rubbed my nose against the crotch of sopping wet panties between her pussy lips from back to front. I kissed and licked her slit through her panties. Smelling the sweet musky scent of her pussy was driving me nuts. She.