I had a shower and rested again on the sofa just naked, touching my swollen wet pussy lips very softly, as I watched now a romantic movie. My cell pho...e rang. My best girlfriend Cecilia was also home alone, her loving hubby Peter had gone to visit his parents for the rest of the weekend.Cecilia called me up to invite me to go with her at some of her friend`s party. I really was not in the mood, but hearing Cecilia`s voice, I started again to feel a little bit horny, rubbing my pussy lips.I. . I was an a****l ... I just couldn’t control myself .... - Do I... remind you of Miss Viola? Just a tiny bit? - No ... she was ... - Go on, said Michelle rearranging herself on the edge of the bed and I saw a hand slip between her fat thighs. - You're taller than her, but ... –- But what? she whispered provocatively.- You have bigger breasts ... the boy managed to blurt out.- You like ... big breasts? - Yeah, I like to ... - Say it. Michelle leaned a little over the bed and left one of her. And the surrender of all argument took her little pussy to whore heaven….a place where she could bloom and be a cumslut…..laid down and used as a fucktoy….like she dreamed about late at night in bed alone….two fingers in her tender pussy instead of my determined violation…..finger-fucks instead of my dreamy, violent penetration. She wanted me to bang her and bone her ruthlessly…..merciless strokes raping the depth of her almost-virgin puss. I gave her a peck on her lips and said, Youre such a. Dreamily, her hand drifted down to her pussy, gently stroking the pubic hair that covered her mound. Not really knowing why this was happening now, Gill decided the luxury of some time to herself was just what she needed and gently squeezed her nipples as her other fingers stroked her mound a little harder. This always made her feel good and as her fingers probed her pussy, Gill surrendered herself to the orgasm building up inside her. Sex with Martin hadn’t always been as good as she would.