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A month later, I spent a weekend in LA with Lee-Lee's pussy, but Lucinda was on my mind. Lee-Lee was as sweet as ever, and my tongue took good care of her pussy. The fucking and blowjobs were also great. "Eating my pussy makes your cock so hard," she smiled as she put it back in her mouth.

A few weeks later, I took a deep breath and called Lucinda. Frankly, I was surprised she remembered me. "Of course, the noises that your woman made are still echoing in my head," she laughed.

We agreed that she'd meet me at the train station in San Diego. Then we'd go across the border.

It turned out that she was a forty-eight-year-old widow with adult children who were on their own in the United States.

An hour after we met, she escorted me to her apartment on the ground floor of the same Airbnb where Belinda and I stayed. Once in the apartment, Lucinda sat on the bed. "Look around Sam, everything you could possibly want is right here." She started to unbutton her blouse.

When her blouse, then her bra came off, "Lucinda, you are gorgeous." She was. Those were the most beautiful tits I'd seen except in some girlie magazine. They were almost pure white against her olive skin.

"Thank you, Sam. Are you going to join me?"

I took off my shirt, and joined her on the bed. "See now we're even," I laughed.

"Oh, you are funny, but mine are bigger than yours," she stuck out her chest.

"Not just bigger, more beautiful, too."

"If I heard that lady you had up here, I think there's something else you'd like."

"Lucinda!!! Were you eavesdropping?"

"No, no, no. She was so loud. You'll have to tell me what you did to her."

"Maybe not tell, show."

"Oh, you are a bad boy. Sam, do you know what a Mexican hairless is?"

"It's some kind of dog; maybe like a chihuahua."

"You are so young, and in some ways so naïve." Lucinda began to take off her cut-off jeans. "Join me?"

When I was down to my briefs, and Lucinda was down to her panties, she said, "now Sam, you get to find out what a Mexican hairless is, and I assure it's not a dog."

She stood on the bed and pulled down those panties. "Sam, it's not a puppy, it's a pussy," she laughed, and stood there like a model while I stared.

I'll be honest, I'd never seen such a thing except of course in those girlie magazines. I thought maybe only porn models did that or maybe their pubes were airbrushed off.

I sat up; kissed her pubic bone and her fat labia. "You have a lovely fragrance. I hope you let me enjoy all of you."

"Sam, that's why I invited you here." She was still standing and my face was still between her legs. Using her hands, Lucinda held it there.

"Why don't you let me lay down? That should give you access to what you want?"

As we changed positions, ‘I asked how do you know what I want?"

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