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    Tasha and Kit stood kissing and caressing in front of Tasha’s high king size bed.  The heat between the women was growing and the urgency that she felt between her legs was driving Kit insane.  “Oh shit Tasha,” Kit moaned.  “I need you so bad right now.”  Tasha continued her exploration of Kit’s body and when she cupped Kit’s ample behind she threw her tongue even deeper in Kit’s mouth.  Pulling back only slightly, she began undressing Kit.  When she was only left with Kit’s bra and thong she stepped back a whole foot to gaze upon the sexiest woman she’s ever known.  At that very moment Tasha could feel her wetness pooling and dutifully restrained herself from jumping on Kit and taking her quickly.  She reminded herself of how long she’s waited for this moment and wanted to take her time to savor all that Kit would offer her. 

     

    “Kit you are so beautiful.”  If Kit had any qualms about her body it did not show.  She stood nearly naked in front of Tasha for the first time with no apprehension.  She knew this was right. She’d felt it the moment Tasha opened her front door that evening.  Still gazing upon Kit, Tasha smiled and began to remove her own clothing.  Once removed, all except for her red boy cut shorts and matching bra, Tasha stepped back up to Kit and grabbed her softly around the waist.  “This will be special.  I promise you.” 

    Kit reached behind her to unsnap her bra and said, “It already is Tasha” then she kissed her once more.  Kit already knew that from the way Tasha’s designer suits fit her that Tasha had a very nice figure.  But to see her as she was that very moment?  She was dangerous.  With a tight waist, rippled abs, full breasts, powerful but shapely legs and a pouty ass, Tasha was definitely dangerous. 

    Tasha walked Kit backwards until the back of her thighs connected with the top of her bed.  Kit sat and scooted backwards until she was laying on one of Tasha’s plush pillows.  When she laid her head back she caught a faint whiff of the sweet scent that was uniquely Tasha’s; the scent that often lingered on her clothes after their dates.  And now she was ready for the real thing.

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    1. Wow , I,m trying to be nicer today, White Mama Black Mama. Loved Pam for yrs. So if she is happy with Tashathat ticker the S–t out of me. This is the first time I had seen Tasha in anything Love to hear her laugh. Was I good enough to get another post sooner.

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