Her butt was heart-shaped and her cheeks were plump. Her waist was slim. Below her gold-studded belly button was a thin line of dark black hair that l...d to the top of her vagina. Her smooth lips were plump and joined with long toned legs. Her breasts looked like perfect cantaloupe halves attached above her rippled abs. Her areolas looked as dark as chocolate, topped off with pointy nipples. As her hand moved up her breast, I was looking her in the eye. I felt my face blush as I turned to keep. In her earlythirties, about five and a half feet tall. She was notslim, but very shapely with a very full ass,beautifully rounded, soft, shown off wonderfully in thetight skirts she loved to wear. Melanie had been partof our group for some time now, and Judy, my wife, andI had both enjoyed some pretty vigorous love-makingwith her at different times. She was one hot woman. There was just one problem – if you can call it aproblem – she liked to be in charge, to run things.Some would. I appreciated his restraint and sucked his cock gently before tapping his hand, hoping he'd understand what it meant. It seemed he did because, after a brief hesitation, he tangled his hands in my hair and thrust his cock forward. I relaxed my throat, allowing him to go deeper and gave him the control he craved. When his thrusts became more erratic, I managed to pull away and stand. I studied his clenched jaw and heaving chest, smiling as I said, "Now you know how I felt wh-" His lips found. Dawn really must've done a number on her big s*ster's butt, Dawn trying not to smile too much at the thought.After a few seconds Faith looked up at the younger brunette and greeted her with a nod, "Hey Dawnie, any idea why your big s*s ran out of here like her ass was on fire?"Dawn smiled, thinking to herself that if Buffy's butt wasn't on fire it was probably at least still very sore, then she feigned inno-cence, "No idea." Huh... whatever." Faith shrugged, figuring it was a s*ster thing, then.