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.
"Hurt my tits! Hurt my titties! you bitch!" Lucy groaned, glaring at Mandy, teasing her with her smokey taunts.
"You want to hurt! You want to be fucked! You want to cum!" screamed Mandy dangling her cigarette. She took Lucy's nipples between her long red lacquered fingernails, her sharp nails squeezing the nipples, making the girl shiver.
A stream of milk spurted from the tip of Lucy's nipple, spraying Mandy's dress top, bathing her 38DD breasts with sticky nectar.
"You will be getting the dry cleaning bill for that little trick you bitch." snapped Mandy dipping her beautiful face into Lucy's bosom as she lip locked her mouth on the squirting nugget.
Tasting the mom's milk, Mandy let it fill her mouth. It was thin but sweet. She smacked her lips, savoring the liquid as she swallowed it in one gulp.
"Take me to the handicapped stall. Do me there." begged the teenager as she snapped a final pull on her cigarette. Mandy watched Lucy flip the half-finished smoke into the sink.
Without saying a word, Mandy placed her black cigarette between her red lips and took the girl's hand, leading her through the empty restroom to the open handicap stall.
Pointing at the toilet, Mandy silently motioned for the pregnant slut to hike up her red mini skirt and sit on the white toilet bowl.
"What are you going to do to me, lady?" Lucy smiled, bunching up the skirt under her swollen belly. With some discomfort, she settled her buttocks on the seat. Spreading her legs, she planted her red cum fuck me spikes on either side of the toilet giving Mandy a delicious view of her clean-shaven pubic mound.
"I'm going to play with your baby!" Mandy laughed, squatting between the girl's wides stretched thighs.
"Owwwwww, Yes!" whimpered Lucy taking another cigarette from her handbag. "Mind if I smoke?"
Mandy didn't answer; she just took a long leisurely drag on her cigarette, then leaned into the gap between the girl's legs and gave Lucy's inner thigh a smokey kiss.
"What would your mother say if she saw you like this?" asked Mandy taking another pull on her cigarette and looking into the girl's green eyes. Nonchalantly she dropped the black cigarette into the open gap between Lucy's thighs the butt sizzling when it hit the water,
"She would probably be down between, my legs with you!" snickered Lucy exhaling a perfect ball of smoke toward the ceiling.