Mandy Collins admired her reflection in the full-length mirror in the ladies' powder room at the exclusive Donahue's Restaurant in Costa Mesa. The dinner with a video producer had gone for shit, and Mandy was bored and horny.
The producer was a chatty little fart and was itching to get into Mandy's panties. He bragged how he could do this and do that for Mandy's career, but Mandy cut him short.
"Two million, and we can wrap up this little pow-wow right now, and I'll take you in the men's room, and you can bust a nut in me. Otherwise, pay the check, and don't waste my time."
The little tub of lard opened his mouth with a string of linguine drooping over his lip.
"Two million he stammered."
"I have to pee, be gone when I come out!" ordered Mandy stepping away from the white linen-covered table.
Mandy loved to look in any mirror anywhere. Her proud tits looked scrumptious packed inside the black silk cocktail dress along with the five strands of pearls plunging into the crevice of her magnificent cleavage. She was a boob lovers dream.
She puckered her red-lipsticked buttered lips, kissing the mirror, giving her reflection a pouty smooch.
"Why waste your kisses on the mirror when you can be kissing me?"
Mandy turned at looked at the blonde princess standing next to her. She didn't look a day older than eighteen, and the big belly bulging under her men's red dress shirt made the little horny beast in Mandy's gut do a flip flop.
The blonde-haired sweetie, unmistakenly pregnant, just looked at Mandy with a tantalizing smirk.
"Before you ask, I'm nine months along and ready to drop this little bundle of joy. I'm fucking horny, and you're a lady who looks like she knows how to play patty cake with a wet twat."
With that proclamation, Mandy watched the sassy bitch open her Gucci handbag and take out a pack of Virginia Slims.
"Give me a light," she said, handing Mandy a small gold lighter. "I'm Lucy, by the way," she added, holding the long white 120 cigarette to her frosted pink lips.
Mandy held the flame to the cigarette pursed between the young girl's full lips. She moaned as she watched the bitch draw in a mouthful of boob expanding cigarette smoke.
Opening her alligator skin handbag Mandy took out a pack of Nate Sherman Black and Gold cigarettes. She "Ved" the long black smoke in her fingers.
Not uttering a word, Mandy cupped her hand around Lucy's small hand, kissing the tip of her unlit cigarette to glowing ash of the young girl's Virginia Slim. Inhaling on her gold filter-tipped cigarette, Mandy touched the teen's silk shirt covered tit, squeezing it firmly. She felt the nipple press into the palm of her hand.
The teenage slut purred and stamped her tall red spiked heel into the marble floor, when Mandy pushed against her, pressing the girl's buttocks against the sink edge.
"Cunt!" snapped Mandy, her open mouth covering young Lucy's lips. She tasted the girl's cigarette and salvia when their tongues touched.
Pushing her dark nyloned covered knee between Lucy's legs, Mandy felt the girl hump her pubic mound against Mandy's belly. The girl's mini skirt bunched under Mandy's probing knee cap as she lifted her leg, nudging the teen's swollen stomach.
"You want to be fucked? You want to cum?" quizzed Mandy taking a pull on her black cigarette as her knee applied pressure to the girl's belly.
"Oh, God, Yes!" Lucy blurted, taking another drag on her 120 Virginia Slim. "Make me fucking cum!"
"You shouldn't be smoking, young and so pregnant." soothed Mandy kissing the young girl again, her mouth suctioning the teen's tongue.
Breaking the French Kiss, Lucy laughed, "I shouldn't be making out with a woman my mother's age in a ladies' bathroom either."
Looking at the hot teenage girl in the eye, Mandy grabbed the lapels of the red shirt, popping the black pearl buttons like popcorn. She deftly flipped the front of the dress shirt open, letting the girl's milk swollen breasts tumble out.
"Oh, Fuck!" murmured Mandy appraising the girl's thick brown nipples capping her puffy caramel-hued aureoles, each the size of silver dollars.
With a stinging slap, Mandy brought her palm across the massive tit, making the young girl yelp.