Her thighs relaxed and Panthea stood up, glistening juices on her lips and chin. She leaned in and kissed Lauren, and the teen could taste her own pus...y and her brothers’ stale cum in the woman’s mouth. Lauren loved the sensation and without saying a word, dropped to her knees and pulled down Panthea’s slacks.She buried her face in the woman’s hairy pussy, smelling the night’s sweat and rising arousal, tasting the complex flavors between Panthea’s legs. Lauren lapped the woman’s clit, the hard. Her husband was an Adonis. Unfortunately, he knew it. This 15-minute walk from the subway terminal to her apartment was more exciting than a Coney Island roller coaster. She did not know why he followed her; this mediocre man in his bright red power tie and white shirt. Everything seemed out of place. She thinks she meant to catch them off guard when he rounded the corner of the older style apartment building in her Brooklyn neighborhood. As if she would jump from between the two buildings and. Victoria, unlike the older, rougher and generally much larger woman roofers, stood only 5 feet 3 and weighed only 111 pounds. However, she was far from weak. Her lithe frame was solid muscle, without a spare ounce of fat anywhere on her petite body, apart from her 32C-cup breasts. Her family was mostly of French-Canadian origin, but her Basque grandmother had contributed the genes for Victoria’s black-haired, olive-skinned looks. Although she was good-looking, Victoria had had only two. "I had a shock when I walked out onto the patio; Dewey, Sheena, and Shelia were standing at the bar, with Bloody Marys in hand, grinning at me. Dewey held out another tall glass filled with the morning treat for me, and said, "We got in a little late last night, so we just stayed at the hotel. I wanted to surprise you this morning."Chuck was standing with Dewey and said, "You guys can stand around gabbing, but I know you have to dig in if you're going to get to eat around here."Chuck went back.