Missy the lesbian

"I'd like to see you two," Mr. Crassle says and sits down on the chair facing the bed.

"Yeah?" Missy puts her hand on your hip and looks you up and down. "You like girls, baby? How about a real woman?"

She pulls you against her huge chest and your face is mashed into the white valley of her cleavage. Her perfume smells so strong you feel like you are going to ****. When she finally lets you up for air she is pushing you back onto the bed and opening your coat. She slides the coat open and reveals your naked body.

"Baby you look dee-licious," she says, her eyes dragging from your luscious tits down your toned stomach to the waxed mound of your pussy. "Turn around and let me see that ass."

You bend over the bed, showing off your firm cheeks to the prostitute. She lays fat hands on your ass and caresses your smooth skin. After admiring your ass she pushes you onto the bed and rolls you onto your back. She begins rolls onto her side and pulls your naked body against her lycra top. She throws a meaty thight over your leg and your whole view is blocked by her fat face and garish makeup.

A moment later she smooshes her fat lips against yours and you can feel her tongue pressing at your lips. You feel a moment of digust and then you go with it, opening your mouth to her and letting her thick, sloppy tongue slide into your mouth. Her kiss is wet and tastes like the minty gum she has been chewing since she walked up to the car. Her tongue explores your mouth and tangles with yours.

You kiss her back, pressing more firmly against her body and returning the wet, sloppy kiss she is giving you. You lay a hand on her thick thigh and slide up to one enormous ass cheek still clad in her stretch pants. You give her a squeeze. Finally she breaks the kiss with a gasp of pleasure.

Missy sits up with a grunt and lifts her overly tight shirt up over her big belly and over her even bigger tits. They flop out, one and then they other, slapping atop her tummy. They are enormous, pale white, with blue veins showing through at the side and huge pink-brown areolas. Her hard nipples are the size of your pink finger to the first knuckle.

"Come suck on them, baby," Missy invites and you slide against her and greedily press your lips to one fat nipple. You suck her soft flesh into your mouth and bathe her nipple with your tongue. Her tits smell slightly of sweat and are very warm against your face. Missy pulls your head against her and moans with pleasure.

"Suck on the other one," she invites and you lift your lips from one nipple, squeezing her tits with your hands and kissing your way to the other breast. This time you stick your tongue all the way out and look up at her face, twisted in pleasure, as you tease around and around the sensitive nipple and then suck it between your lips. She leans back and you aggressively push forward, licking and sucking lewdly and laying your naked body against her warm skin.

"Oh baby you're making me so wet," Missy says. "You suck those titties so good."

As you lick and tease her nipple you glance over at Mr. Crassle. He is sitting in the chair and rubbing his hard cock through the tent in his slacks. You give him a wink and then Missy pulls your head against her breast, forcing your mouth down around her nipple again. You're enjoying yourself and getting more and more turned on, but you can't help but wonder who is in charge.