Five minutes had passed. I slowly ran my left hand down her blouse and to the waistband of her Capri pants. I slowly slipped my hand down her pants an... inched my way to her panties. Lynne pulled down her Capri pants, leaving her panties on. I moved my hand under her panties the ran my fingers through her black public hairs. I moved them down to her pussy. "That's what I need," moaned Lynne. "That's exactly what I need!"I pressed all four fingers hard on her clit. "Yes, yes, fucking yes," moaned. “You really are a pig!” she exclaimed, getting another wink in return.“Lose the shirt. I just gotta check where we’re meeting.”Stacy obliged, but when her eyes were no longer obscured by fabric, she realized with a stab of panic that the story from last night was still up on her computer screen. Mike scanned it quickly as she grasped unsuccessfully for words to distract him.“Uh… why don’t you come over here and…” He cut her off with a raised hand and an incredulous grin.“Wait a sec. This is. More

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