The odd and intimate attention bothered her no longer. It was a satisfying reward for having learned to love her body after so many of the girls at sc...ool had encouraged her so to hate it. Nowadays some said Elizabeth was too proud of her uniquely beautiful body. That mattered little to her, although she wished that the girls back at school could know that. A few, of course, did know it, and it ate at them that Elizabeth — Gorilla Lady or the She-Man, as some had called her back in the. "Hey would you mind standing here for a minute. I hope you don't mind but I want to finger your pussy." he tells her bluntly. She didn't say a word,just nodded yes. She moved her body as close as she could get it to the edge of the table and stood. Mike moved his big fingers up her thighs even leaning over to give them both a gentle peck. Then she opened her legs slightly and he inserted his fingers. The two fingers felt like a thick cock deep inside her pussy. He moved his fingers in and out. And back then, the last time for me, that is, it had been me whowas leaning forward, just a bit too eagerily, hoping for a look downthrough the valley on her chest, who let fingers to oh-so-casually brushagainst hers.His name was Chester, Chet, he said. No, not from here, Washington. Hereally didn't pick up girls in bars, so he said. Accountants don't dothat, he laughed. He'd been a town a few days, down on business. Yes,business took him here from time to time.The drinks came, I sipped. He was. Our tongues were entangled for what seemed like hours, but neither of us wanted to stop. Everytime I did get a chance to break free and catch my breath, he would look at me with those damn sexy eyes and I would have to taste him again.Finally, I told him to stop and that Momma wanted to have some fun with him. He gave me that ohhhh so sexy grin and slid back on the couch. I got up off my knees, stood up, bent over and placed a blindfold over his eyes, then....I started to have my fun.I sat.