Then she kept licking it and it started getting hard again. ‘Ohhh!!!!’ Dez moaned. He pulled her to her feet and kissed her. She devoured his lip... softly but hungrily, rubbing against him feverishly. He got caught up her lust and ripped her lace dress off over her head. He made her climb onto her hands and knees on the bed. He gazed at her fine, thick pale ass in the tiny creamy thong and it was one of the sexiest sights he had ever seen. He salivated. ‘Damn! I love that ass! Roll it for. Linda.Lets have some descriptions of the parties involved, Before I get into the nittygritty and jiucy details. 1* Amanda.Was 16, Maccas checkout chick, Brunnette, 5foot 6 tall, Looong legs, 10B breasts (I should know cause I bought her some sweet lace lingere for her 16th birthday) Killer in jeans, sneakers and torn MADONNA "Babydoll" top and my girlfreind.2** Linda. Was 36, Fake Blonde, Ginger Lyn lookalike, Divorcee, Ex Prostitute, Single parent, frustrated, just making ends meet and. " Whatever, Chris" She say's as she turns her back to me.After showering in silence. For what seemed like an eternity. We exited the shower and dried ourselves off. I knew she was still in her feelings, so I let her get dressed in my bedroom, while I stayed in the bathroom. I was just finishing up brushing my teeth when Sasha walked in dressed to kill. She dawned a pair of white lace-up pants, which barely covered her pussy, while her legs, thighs and half of her big behind were exposed. Not to. As she laid there, she closed her eyes and remembered the joyful feeling of running her fingers through the wet, soapy strands. She remembered letting her slick fingers trace her lips and plunging them between the folds to find the little nub. The ecstasy that followed as she teased and tickled that erogenous center.Now she felt a wet warmth and looked down again to see a steaming hot towel covering her mound. She could feel the heat penetrate her skin and warm her deep inside. The heat growing.