He was inhaling her sexual aroma with every breath, that thick musky scent that seemed to thrill him to the core. He was stroking the juicy pussy of S...mantha Williams! And she was so beautiful, writhing around as he touched her skimpy panties, her moisture seeming to saturate most of the material now, she was so aroused.As he stroked her with his fingers, he continued to kiss around the edge of her panties, but then as the time progressed, he grew bold enough again to take the next step,. Feeling sufficiently clean, we dried off and she led me to the bedroom. Laura asked me if I had ever gone down on a woman before and I said no but I was willing to try. She grinned and spread out on the bed. I got between her legs and she instructed me as I lapped at her pussy. Her clit was huge and she was highly orgasmic. Her hips shook and she thrust her pelvis at me as she had orgasm after orgasm. Finally she said "No more." I pulled away and laid down next to her. I massaged her. She wanted to swallow it, to have all of it in her mouth. Michelle’s grapefruit-sized breasts were the perfect size to taste in their entirety, and Eve wanted her fill of this one. In one slick move she slid her mouth open wide, her lips cascading down the gentle slopes that led to Michelle’s chest. Again she sucked hard, letting her tongue travel as broad a circle as she could manage. The mix of perfume and a hint of sweat on this softest of skin intoxicated Eve's taste buds as her tongue. I never committed crimes again.I guess I'd better tell you a little about myself. I was born in a Midwestern town. I was an only child. After WWII it was very prosperous, but as the years passed the town suffered a drop in prosperity.My Mom and Dad were in the lower middle class income bracket at the start of the decline. When the factory my Dad worked in closed, so did his employment opportunities. We lived on his separation pay and what little work he could find. One of is part time jobs was.