Lunchtime.

“No bra either. So naughty.” Mandi cooed, as she continued kneading Carrie’s mounds of flesh. Mandi then buried her face into the nape of Carrie’s neck, softly kissing and sucking her neck. Carrie sighed, enjoying the soft tender touches she was recieving from Mandi.

Collecting herself, Carrie turned around, wrapping her arms around Mandi. She looked at Mandi’s lightly pink glossed lips, and moved in. As soon as their lips met, Carrie felt a spark in her ignite. She **** her tongue into Mandi’s mouth, as she felt like their tongues were wrestling. Her hands roamed up and down Mandi’s curves. She felt Mandi’s hands roam to her rear, pushing past the waist band, and grabbed her ass.

Carrie pulled away from the kiss, and suddenly realized they were no longer in the front of the apartment, but had now moved in Mandi’s bedroom. She looked at the decent king sized bed that sat in the room. The covers looking so soft and inviting.

Mandi got down on her knees, reaching up to the waist band of Carrie’s pants. But just as she hooked her fingers in, Carrie grabbed her hands. “Now, hold on missy. I said I haven’t had my lunch yet.” She said, giving a dirty smile.

Mandi looked up, returning the same smile. She stood back up, as Carrie reached for her jeans button, popping it open and slowly pull the zipper down. Mandi eagerly pulled her jeans down, as Carrie yanked the panties down. Mandi suductivly walked over to the edge of her bed, sitting down, leaning back and opening her legs.

Carries heart fluttered, as she kneeled down between Mandi’s legs, drinking in what she saw. A perfectly shaven pussy without a trace of hair. She breathed in the aroma, but something inside her was screaming not to go through with it. But that was quickly drowned out by the arousal and excitement.

Carrie then dove in, burrowing her face into Mandi’s pussy. The taste was something she never expirenced. Sweet, yet tangy. She stuck her tongue in as deep as it could go. She aimed her eyes upward, seeing Mandi smile as she payed back, taking in the feeling.

Carrie lapped up every drop of fluid she could find. Her tongue traveling in every direction it could. She thought back to when she would do this with her husband. Using a mixture of techniques that he would use on her, and what she would do on him.

She heard Mandi moan, her hips bucking slowly up and down, her legs squeezing around Carrie’s head. She eagerly hastened her licking and sucking, causing deeper and louder moaning from Mandi.

Just then Mandi let out a scream, as a spray of cum came gushing out. Carrie drank in as much as she could, the flavour causing her to shudder with ecstasy as she made sure not one drop landed on the sheets. As soon as it was done, Carrie sat back and smiled, licking her lips. Mandi sat up, her body shaking as she looked at Carrie with amazement. “Wow, I’ve never had a licking like that.”

“I was pretty hungry. Thanks for lunch.” Carrie winked. Mandi smiled back, as both she and Carrie stood up. Mandi then got down on her knees, grabbing Carries pants, and pulled them down. “Cute panties.” Mandi giggled.

Carrie glanced down, and blushed when she realized she was still wearing Sarah’s panties. “Thanks. They’re my daughters. She wore them to a slumber party, so I dug them out of the hamper to wear.” “Wow.” Replied Mandi. “Wearing your daughters dirty panties. That’s kinky. I like it.”

Carrie blushed, as Mandi pulled down her panties, then guided her over to the bed. Carrie took the same position Mandi did, leaning back, as Mandi closed her mouth in on her prize.