"Hello, Karla." said the woman. "It isKarla Warner, isn't it?" As Karla nodded, not being able to speak, the woman said "My name is Elizabeth. And you may have heard of me before. It is my disgusting, hated little brother that is responsible for you being in these jails with me." Elizabeth smiled softly as the light of understanding flooded Karla's face. "Come sit down, I want to talk to you."
Karla sat down on the sofa as Elizabeth eased up enough to give the other woman some room. Karla could see up Elizabeth's skirt, and she caught the faint scent of womanhood as she saw Elizabeth's distended p***y lips: Liz had been m**********g before Karla arrived.
"Mmm, I see you're looking at my pussy." Elizabeth said. "Would you like a taste?" She spread her legs wider and hitched up her skirt,
