Kerry was a flashy woman. She was past her prime, perhaps in her early fifties, I’d guess. But she definitely still had it. She had a cute, slightly plump face framed by long, jet-black hair, big juicy lips, and dark brown eyes, with a tan I’d imagine came from a bottle. Her figure was starting to round, but she wore it well. Her voluptuous behind was always accentuated by a nice dress or tight-fitting trousers. Kerry exu...