As I felt it, her dripping vagina seemingly got wetter by the second. I unbuckled her pants. She pulled them down quickly. She said softly to me… �...Fuck me.”I looked in her eyes as I fondled her. She sucked my fingers slowly. I entered her with all the want in my body.“Ugh. Fuck me.”She moaned rhythmically with each penetration as I groped her breasts again like a hungry animal.“Ugh. Ugh. Oh, fuck. Damn, you really wanted me.”I said nothing. I answered with more powerful strokes. She fought the. Unknown to Ron, she had constantly managed to have a lover on the side. While they worked, she spent time getting “worked out” and filled, to later tell Pete as he feasted on her “holdings”. Three hours after eating, Pete was nodding in his recliner as Helen sat on their couch across from the smaller sofa Ron sat on. The TV droned as Ron peered on Helen's knees. She sat in an old, over sized plaid shirt and a wrap-a-round denim skirt. Her bra less breast sagged, gaping buttons on her shirt.. I arrived at Yvette’s house and rang the doorbell. She slowly opened it, peeking through the small gap to be sure it wasn’t Lindsey standing there this time. When she opened the door fully, I was shocked and then amused that she actually dressed this way to open the door. Lindsey had neglected to or forgotten to mention the “stripper heels” Yvette wore that accentuated her muscular calves on her firm tanned legs. It made her quite a bit taller. My jaw felt like it hit the walk as she stood. She desperately wanted to eat. She was even more desperate for water. She had not even had a sip of water in almost twenty four hours.“Grilled cheese for lunch,” said Cinny. “Want some?”Faith refused to hand over her remaining clothes and the girls turned to leave again. “Wait! Can I at least have some water?”“You can have all of the water you want,” replied Linny as she held up a water bottle. “The price is the same.”Faith slumped against the wall and groaned as she shook her head. The girls.