We had absolutely nothing in common, she was 32 and a drug runner and I was 23 and a musician. Except…..we loved to fuck each other. Once every couple of weeks, when I was tired of being single and alone at night I would give her a call. I would show up at her door and she would answer with nothing on but a skimpy t-shirt top and a pair of panties. She was a babe, petite with small breasts and a tight little body. Short sandy dark hair and a shaved pussy.
Always very very happy to see me she would grab me by the hand and lead me inside her house then lay back on the couch and without a word I would pull her panties off and start feasting on her tight little pussy. Licking and sucking her vagina made me almost as horny as hearing her moan. She really really loved this. Masterly taking off my clothing while fucking her with my tongue was sort of a feat but so hot to be naked with my mouth sucking on her pussy. I always made her orgasm before I climbed up on her. When I heard her panting and moaning and screaming and knew it was time I would pull myself onto her and insert my 7 inch cock and start pounding inside her wet tight pussy. By this time all her animal instincts were in full swing. She needed my cock more and more. She needed me to fuck her hard. She need for me to make her cum.
After we both came and we took a break for a shot of Jack Daniels she would lead me into her bed room and we would continue exploring each other’s bodies.
Why we weren’t more than fuck buddies I guess had more to do with her involvement with drug dealing. Which seemed to be pretty involved. She just loved being naked with me and we had many fun great adventures. Damn I miss that girl.
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