Her feet where flat on the cement on either side of the chair. She began running her finger up and down between her hairless vagina lips. I sat quietl... and watched her. In a few minutes she brought both feet up onto the chair and allowed her legs to fall apart opening her now wet pussy for me to see. She asked me if I could see how wet she was? I managed to say yes in a shakey voice. She was slowly rubbing her clit as she was describing how John Jackson had fucked her so hard that her pussy. It simply took my breath away and all I could do was stare.Angela, seeing my expression and my inability to talk, did a small pirouette at the bottom of the stairs and then sauntered over to me. She leaned over which gave me an exquisite view of her cleavage, and whispered in my ear."I take it you approve of my choice of attire for the evening," she whispered.I nodded my response and let my other parts salute her with their answer."Then you should also know that what you see is what you get.. More

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