She looked like a model/crack whore. Finally she arrived at his balls. He let his fingers stray towards her ass. He was bigger and fatter than her cheating husband. He looked down and saw the white cream of her pussy drip out and make a mess of her pubes and his long shaft. He was flaccid but getting hard again. She kissed it again, a little wetter, looked up. She was very impressed. She looked up sadly at Andrew who was now looking down in disbelief – but of course, wonderment too. She was tall, angular, like the brunettes on television, with a jaw bone and those thick dick sucking lips that were quite rare for a Northern European woman – they tend to have thin and sharp lips. She squeezed him harder and he felt her breasts on his chest. Her fingers slide up and down his cheeks and then she clutched his rear thigh. It felt natural and raw…he inhaled her and could smell that she was ready for what would come next – the
