She was as tall as me in her six inch black patent heels. Her skin was as pale as Botticelli’s Venus. Her radiant face was beautifully framed by rav...n hair hanging straight down to her shoulders, and her blue eyes sparkled with anticipation. She was wearing a halter neck black cocktail dress with a hem just above her knees, and her back bare all the way down to her waist. Though Brenda was 40, her breasts were a very perky B cup, with nipples pushing out the fabric of the dress. She looked like. Now we were both naked. I quickly went down to her thighs and started kissing and biting her thighs. Meanwhile, my fingers played with her clit. As the intensity increased, she started arching her back and moaning yaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh ammaaaaaa.” I went down to her pussy, and started licking it. This drove her mad. She was thrashing her head and pulling my hair.Her pussy juices were flowing, but I did not stop. See, girls have the good fortune of multiple orgasms. So it didn’t. Shane’s smile widened and he hugged her gently. ‘I’m glad. I have to go get ready for work, I’ll see you in a few hours,’ he murmured. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘Ayla!’ she turned around at the sound of her name being called and smiled when Rachel came to a stop next to her. ‘Hey Rach,’ Ayla murmured. ‘How’d your first class go?’ Rachel wanted to know. ‘It wasn’t too bad, except Dimitri is in it,’ Ayla answered. ‘I’m heading to Starbucks, wanna come?’ she asked. ‘Do I ever. I haven’t had a cap since. It may not be my hands, but I think you get the message," she said with a deadly serious expression."We've never even held hands, much less kissed," Gus said."That's easy to fix," she grinned as she took his hand, leaned to him and kissed him."That's going to get tongues wagging," Gus said, trying hard to supress a smile."Let them. The men are probably fantasizing about me and the women are probably envious. After all, I've been introduced as your girlfriend and I'm sure a number of the guests.