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to our little bungalow in the wooded area of town and let her get dolled up, and I changed into a nice sexy dress as well. Sally was definitely the more womanly of us two, but I wasn’t chopped liver. My gorgeous goddess finally emerged from her feminine chambers looking like a million bucks. My eyes were mesmerized as they feasted on every inch of her. She had chosen my favourite outfit to wear this night, and I was flattered. It was a little dress I found for her one day in a boutique downtown. I love her to wear pink. It makes her copper curls stand out like dazzling rubies. The dress was a pencil skirt style that hugged every voluptuous curve on her body. The skirt embraced her long legs to perfection and the hemline hit right above her beautiful kneecaps. The hot pink silky fabric swayed over her freckled chest revealing a plunging neckline that showed off her exquisite cleavage. The stylish cap sleeves gave her arms a shapely appeal that drove me wild with desire. I was attracted to those little things about Sally’s body that many people might forget. Her curve of her lower back, the freckles sprinkled across her full shoulders and the start of her calf muscle ending in a beautiful size 6 foot perfectly painted with hot pink polish to compliment her attire all made me feel like the luckiest chick alive. She had her mussed copper curls swept up in a very loose Dutch girl bun with a few braids along the sides giving her a natural bohemian look. Her hazel eyes were swiped with pink glittery shadow and a carnation pink lipstick topped off her stunning look.
     
    “Baby you are breathtaking this evening, turn around let me get a full view of my lady.” She loved it when I pampered her with compliments.
     
    Sally twirled around and then walked over and placed a soft kiss across my own ruby red lips.
     
    “You look sexy yourself darling.” She cooed as she squeezed my tight ass that was nestled closely into my scarlet red mini dress. My tits were my best feature pert and puffy, and I purposely wore no bra so my plump nipples stood out like 2 points of rapture atop my tear drop shaped globes. I saw Sally glance for more than a second at them and she couldn’t resist twisting one inside the fabric making me get wet already. I had no panties on so my pussy perfumed our atmosphere rather quickly; Sally sniffed lightly into the air and reached under my minidress and stuck her middle finger inside of me, pulled it out and sucked it off slowly and painstakingly from her fingertip and then smelled it again.
     
    “Want a taste of yourself baby?” She whispered seductively.
    “Mmmm ... sure I do you naughty wench.” I crooned. She slipped her middle finger under my dress once more and my pussy made an audible slippery sound making us both almost strip down and fuck hard on the tile below us.
     
    “Oh fuckkk baby you better quit that before I cream everywhere.” I cried aching to be fingered off.
    She gave me a taste of my own cunt and I felt a bit of liquid squirt from my pussy. I loved eating my own juices and if I could, I’d eat myself off in a second.
     
    I reluctantly had to pull away from the vacuum suction Sally’s lips were placing on my very eager ones. My libertine body didn’t want to break the wanton bond we were forming right there in our foyer. I damn near threw my hands up, said fuck it and stripped nude right there, but we had made these reservations weeks beforehand. No way was I losing the money I had put down for the table by the violin and cello player at this very swank and Avant guard restaurant in the yuppie district of our fair town. Hell I had even donned a red dress for the occasion and we were sashaying our hot asses there on time as well!! We made it to Luciano’s right on time and I won’t go into the particulars so we can move on to the juicier sections of this tale. It’s like cutting open a watermelon and finally reaching the centre where the sweetest meat lies untouched and