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She sipped her most recent drink and started looking more closely
at her surroundings. Nice place. Low light, subdued music,
quiet clientele… “I may have found a new ‘regular watering
hole,'” she thought gratefully.
Her eyes came to rest on two women at a small table across the
room. A tall, statuesque black woman in a short jacket was
talking with a large-boned, somewhat homely blonde dressed in
jeans. “The black one must be some kind of athlete,” Joan
thought. “I’ve never seen such wide shoulders on a woman
before.” Though slowed by alcohol, Joan realized she was staring
and quickly averted her eyes out of habit.
But she instantly jerked her gaze back to the pair. The black
woman’s hand was on the thick blonde’s thigh! Joan stared in
awe. “God! Don’t they realize there are people around?!?” she
wondered. Joan glanced around to see if anyone had noticed the
Ellen rolled off me, and I had her lay on her stomach. I
reached under her legs, and put my hands on the front of her
thighs. I pulled slightly, and she raised her bottom. This way I
had a view and access to everything. I started licking her
clitoris again, and got her close to orgasm. I moved up her
slit, and drove my tongue as far as I could into her vagina. I
moved my tongue up, licking the bottom of her slit, and then I
flicked my tongue lightly around her anus, getting it
lubricated with my saliva. I went back to her clitoris, but I
used my finger to first tease her anus, and then to enter it. At
first, she resisted, but then she relaxed, and I moved my finger
in and out. When Ellen orgasmed, she pushed her bottom back
toward my face as I licked her even faster. She was quite vocal,
calling my name, and moving her head. I had wanted to please her,
and I had.
and said “You can sit down Renee” as she peeled off her leotard,
“or you can get out of your wet clothes too”. She was gorgeous, a
thin supple body, high tight breasts, flat stomach, and just a
thin strip of pubic hair not more than an inch wide covering her
pussy. I took her suggestion, and pulled off my running clothes.
As I did, I watched her looking at my body, and I think she liked
what she saw.
We picked up our wet clothes, and hung them on the pack of
her barstools. She was not as tall as me. She moved so fluidly
around the room, she was almost cat-like. When we finished the
juice, she asked if I wanted to stay for breakfast. Well I
wanted to stay period. I was getting so wet, just watching her,
I knew my pussy was showing that I was getting turned on. I said
“I’d love to, but I’d like to shower first.” Ellen said “That’s
a good idea, lets go”, and with that she led me to her bedroom.