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Irene who was just as outgoing as Claudia, couldn't wait to tell the others about her night with Jimmy Freely:

Jimmy didn't have the biggest cock I'd ever had. He wasn't the best pussy eater. What Jimmy was, was the best lover.

When he got to my house, I was wearing a short robe with nothing underneath. "Jimmy, I'm sure you want to see what you're getting. I took off my robe, and there I was in the middle of my living room, standing naked.

"Oh, my Irene, you're gorgeous." He got down on his knees and rubbed his face in my pussy.

I giggled. "Jimmy, I hope I just don't look good." I held his head against my pussy. My pussy which only had a few whisps of pubic hair. If you recall I have the pinkest pussy lips you ever saw, which along with my clitoris extended beyond my fat outer lips.

"You have the loveliest fragrance too."

"Jimmy, you haven't been here ten minutes, and my pussy is dripping."

"Then, I'm just going to have to lick it," he mumbled. I could feel his tongue trying to worm inside me.

His tongue tickled. "You're teasing me. The bedroom is this way."

"Don't you think I should get undressed?"

"Of course. I'll be waiting. Don't make me wait too long," I smiled.

I was laying on top of the bed; legs spread when Jimmy came in. He was naked, his cock was almost there. "Jimmy, you started to lick my dripping pussy, but I don't think you were finished, do you?"

"I definitely was not finished. With your legs spread like that, you're even more beautiful."

"You're making me drip even more. Do I look good enough to eat like this?"

"Is that an invitation?"

"I think it's called an open invitation. I am open, aren't I?"

Jimmy was a wonderful pussy eater. Not like Ed Montoya who was in a class by himself. What he did was make love to my pussy with his tongue.

My orgasms weren't earth shattering but they made me swoon and made me swoon again and again.

I softly whispered, "give me your cock, Jimmy. Your tongue has me so ready. You have my pussy so ready."

Like with his tongue, Jimmy made love to me. I'd heard the other girls hint that Jimmy was amazing in bed. I was discovering it slowly.

Speaking of slowly that's how he fucked me: slowly. In and out, in and out, whispering in my ear, how good I tasted, what a great fuck I was.

"Why don't you let me eat that luscious pussy again, Irene?"

"Jimmy, your cock is so good. Keep giving it to me."

He did, but, "Irene, I don't think I've told you that you have the sweetest pussy. I'd love to eat it again."

I swooned, and we kept on fucking. Slowly.

"When I walked into the bedroom, and you were laying there with your legs spread, I knew I was looking at the most beautiful pussy. I said to myself, that has to be delicious, and Irene, it was. I'd like to taste it again."

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