My first impression was of her hair, long and dark and thick and curly, on both her head and her crotch. She was about my height and build, but she ha... some decent-sized tits on her, smaller than Sara's but still a handful. She had long muscular legs and a winning smile, which was now directed at me."So you're Emily! Sara's told me so much about you!"I smiled back. "Likewise! I thought you were in Russia." And so I was, until about twenty hours ago. I'm so jet-lagged, I don't know whether it's. " Well, here it is. It's been six months since I almost killed you. You've been asleep for half a year. I think... I'm not sure, I don't think you ever actually told me, but, I think you missed your birthday. I threw a party, anyway, just to be sure. I invited everyone, but only Angel showed up. Angel always had a soft spot for you. Guess he can kind of understand what you've gone through. He knows what it's like to be lost, and do bad things, and enjoy them at the time, but when you get your. Ann lowered her top to expose her breast. Her D cup, firm, tanned boobs. Her nipples hard and protruding. It was easy to see this was also having an effect on her. There was a sense of raw sexual energy in the room. Ann lifted the front of her dress and tucked it in her waste band. With her thumbs she lowered the front of her panties to expose the very front edge of her pussy.She paused for a moment and then pulled them down about 2 inches to fully expose herself.The entire time her eyes were. Heather remained silent, taking in the delicious sight of the younger woman's incognito self-pleasure. She continued to sip her wine, and lightly stroked Miranda's leg, delighted by her quivering muscles. "What are you thinking about?" Heather asked. "I'm thinking that I hope you don't expect me to hold out for long," Miranda responded with a hitch in her voice. "And, I was just thinking about... mmm... you... your lips, and how I want to lick them. How I just want to curl up in your lap and do.