Susan placed her beer on the counter near the sink, leaning back weakly. She allowed Karen to lift her skirt and feel about her thighs because she knew of no way to stop it. She felt Karen's fingers tracing about the crotch of her panties, then between her thighs to move up and down the suddenly wet slit of her cunt. When Karen's finger increased the pressure against her stiff clit, Susan mewled with pleasure.

"Oh, you're wet, honey!" Karen laughed huskily. "So am I. Feel."

She did not wait for Susan to feel her pussy. She took Susan's wrist and brought her hand up between her creamy smooth thighs and cupped Susan's fingers about her cunt.

"Ooooo, nice!" Karen gurgled as she twisted her ass to press her pussy against Susan's palm. "Ohhhh, I like it! Feel me, baby! Feel my cunt!"

To her surprise, Susan found she was moving her hand and fingers against the crotch of those tight shorts, feeling Karen's cunt. She moaned with growing pleasure when Karen began to feel her up again. When Karen slipped a finger inside her panties and began to thrust the finger in and out of Susan's cunt, Susan thought she would faint with the sensation.

Karen dropped to her knees before Susan.

She held Susan's skirt at her waist, gazing steadily at the tight, bikini panties. When Karen began to strip her panties down, Susan found she was giving all the help she could. Then she was standing there, leaning against the counter, her hips arched out, her cunt fully exposed to Karen's hot eyes. She spread her legs, and looked down as Karen ran her fingers through the golden curls of her pussy.

"My God, baby!" Karen hissed hotly. "You've got a beautiful cunt! I had no idea a pussy could be so damned pretty! I rove that blonde hair on your twat, Susan. And I love the way it's so puffy! Ooooo, look at that delicious little clit! It's so wet!"