She was an incredible kisser and her tongue was down my throat in a heartbeat. I almost melted into a puddle on the floor as she soul kissed me deeply... She then reached down and grabbed my ass with one hand and pulled me close into her. She held me by the head and by the ass and French kissed me like I was her true love.Eventually she came up for air and I nearly fell down after she loosened her grip on me.“ I want you Meees Charity too, you are mucha sexyShe pulled me close for another. Now I am no supermodel but I was told plenty that I could be. Let me describe myself. Standing 52 110 lbs. with long curly red hair down to my ass. Light green eyes. Not huge breasts but a nice firm 32D cup, my ass was right there with it, with what was referred to as an Onion booty. I hit the tanning bed after every work out considering I was a pale red head. It only made my skin tone normal as you would say, instead of pale white. My husband was in good shape as well, standing 60 180 lbs. of. Steven’s soft hand touched her cheeks gently as he stroked her face. In his other hand, he held her new but damaged mask.“Sorry, I didn’t design the suit well enough,” he told her quietly, tossing the mask to the side.“Bullshit,” she croaked out, “Saved my life.”“Doctor,” Steven called.The doctor came in and stood over her. “Little stick,” he said.Shawanda felt a light prick on her arm just below the bend of the elbow on the inside, “Can you count backward from 100 for me?”“Yeah, sure...” she. Ah well we were the Fab Four Yesterday ! I mused.We had finished three bottles when again Christine took control. “Back to yours now Sparks."I ordered a taxi using the pubs phone. No mobiles then !I lived about 2 miles away on the other side of town. It arrived "Baby you can drive car" I said to her tipsily. Chris and the girls laughed. Beatles again ! The driver annoyingly called Ann(wish she had been called Michelle) just shook her head. Not laughing it off.We got in and set off to mine. She.