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Szuszu’s top out of her leather skirt to expose a sallow white stomach. It actually dipped inward, like it was begging Naomi to undress and sink her big belly into that space. The thrill of getting it on with a notorious slut, and a centrefold to boot, made Naomi’s insides bubble with anticipation, though she felt guilty for thinking of Szuszu in such unsympathetic terms. It was wonderful, she self-corrected, that Szuszu was willing to share her body so readily. If Naomi were more attractive and not so fearful of rejection, she’d do just the same.
    “Oh, get this bloody thing off of me,” Szuszu growled, suddenly awake and alive. When she’d pulled her pink top up and over her head, Naomi got a good look at gorgeous tits basking in the support of a firm black bra. That didn’t stay on for long. Szuszu fiddled with the clasps and miraculously got them undone. The black cups tumbled down her belly and the straps down her arms, but Naomi was more enthralled by two hard pink nipples standing at attention, just begging to be sucked.
    “God, Szuszu.” Naomi pulled the bra away and tossed it to the floor. “Your tits…they’re… God, they’re amazing!” There was no other word for them: large, full, showing no signs of age or operation. They were perky, perkier than Naomi’s and certainly bigger. Naomi couldn’t imagine undressing in front of someone she’d just met, particularly someone this gorgeous, but Szuszu had no shame. Naomi admired her for that quality.
    Holding Szuszu’s thin frame, Naomi sunk her face into that hollow chest. She first rested her cheek against one breast and then shifted to the other. They weren’t hard at all. They were warm, soft, welcoming -- everything Szuszu wasn’t. Naomi licked one firm pink bud, and Szuszu took in a swift breath above her head. “Oh darling…oh yes…”
    The approval made Naomi smile, and she ran her closed lips side to side over Szuszu’s pleading tits.
    “Oh, lick them, darling,” Szuszu begged, her voice a whimper.
    It made Naomi feel larger than life, knowing she could bring someone as infamous as Szuszu to her knees, so to speak. She pressed her beautiful tits together, licking them one by one, then licking the place where they were all smooshed into a gorgeous line of cleavage. Naomi’s heart pounded as she took one of Szuszu’s nipples fully into her mouth and began to suck it, rolling her thumb over the other.
    Szuszu, moaning now, hiked up her leather skirt. Naomi guided her hand across a bare thigh, toward the heat of her center. Her panties felt tight against Naomi’s fingers, like a fine mesh, and Naomi fought against Szuszu’s hand for primacy. What a struggle, of fingers against fingers, cupping, stroking, rubbing Szuszu’s mound. The heat was indescribable. It seemed odd, to Naomi, that the only portions of Szuszu’s body that weren’t ice cold were her tits and her pussy. Or maybe that wasn’t weird at all.
    Thrusting her hand beneath Szuszu’s underwear, Naomi met the heat head-on. It was amazingly wet, which was quite a shock -- she’d always heard that women in Szuszu’s age bracket didn’t get wet on their own. All dried up, in need of lube. Szuszu was a rarity in every way possible. She was like no one Naomi had ever met. She was a gem.
    Naomi stroked the slick flesh between Szuszu’s thighs without giving up on her gorgeous breasts. She planted her face in them, licking, sucking, all the while rubbing Szuszu’s engorged clit. Three fingers, rough strokes up and down, circles round and round, all trapped within fine mesh panties. With every pass, Szuszu gasped and sighed. She bucked her hips up off the couch and into Naomi’s hand, moving faster and faster against that beautiful wetness.
    Everything was so slick Naomi would have questioned the friction had Szuszu not started to moan, “Oh yes, darling, yes!” Szuszu pressed Naomi’s head down flush to her wonderful breasts, and Naomi sucked like a babe. Her pussy