She reached up with one hand to stroke Dawn's jutting breasts, so magnificent and shiny, Dawn's large black nipples swollen and gleaming. But her eyes...never left Dawn's."Ohhh," she said, disappointed. Then her lips curled upward in another flirtatious grin. "Sure you can't cut?"Laura, hypnotized by lust, toweled off both of their luscious, desirable bodies at once, letting them work it out."You didn't get to come," Tamara said, her voice rising in a kind of uncontrollable wail. "Only me. You. Leading the younger woman into her private, somewhat cluttered office, Wendy set down on the edge of her coffee table while Colby settled herself on an old, over stuffed sofa, sensing something ill at ease in her friend as Wendy sighed and shook her head. ‘Justin Morgan.’ Wendy said his name simply. ‘I know he is beyond handsome and it is no small secrete that he is far more sexy than any one man has a right to be and the fact is, he is a decent guy who happens to be kind and generous and very. Terry?”“Well young man, how do you think you should you act to a woman old enough to be your mother?”“Well Mrs. Terry, I think you should act tenderly…gently…lovingly.” He looked around and when he saw that nobody was near he took her hand and led her behind a rack. He put one finger on her lips and she touched it with the tip of her tongue. He slid the finger over her chin, down her neck and over the top of her breast. She wore a light sweater and he moved only that finger over the soft. You can tell immediately that I am not alone."Do you see what I mean? Doesn't she have terrific tits? And look at that pussy, so wet."Who am I talking to? You can hear what sounds like kissing. Yes, definitely, kissing. And small moans."God yes, such a wet little pussy. Do I get to play with her?" A woman's voice. One that seems familiar."Only if you're a good girl. I'm really going to enjoy fucking you. Tell her how you want me to fuck you." God, I want it everywhere. I want it hard, I want it.