I had a neatly trimmed bush in those days and I clearly recall being desperate to make sure hubby and his camera could see my pussy lips.It wasn't lon... after that hubby could hold back no more and before I knew it, I was on my back and his face was buried in my pussy. The orgasms were multiple and huge that night and I guess we both realised how turned on we'd been.In the morning, with a sore head, I recalled the previous night, surprised at myself and I wondered what would happen to the film -. She wanted to turn around and see his cock, she had never seen a real man naked before, but she was to scared to move. She gasped again as she felt him push further into her, now about half of him was buried in her tight ass, the pain lessening as he pulled back out, then returning as he slid back into her. He began a steady rhythm, sliding in and out, Jem rocking back and forth a bit, making small mewing sounds as she tried to ignore the pain and enjoy the pleasurable part. Mr. Frankie knew. “I dunno, I think, um, well, it’s kind of embarrassing to tell you...”. Gwen spoke slowly, with considerable thought, she could not tell them everything, she knew that. They would never understand how she had spent her morning, on the kitchen table, for example. There were some things that were just too embarrassing. But she had this strong urge to share some of her secrets, her hidden desires, as if part of her wanted to be called out on them, to be pushed just as her siblings had been doing.. " But...but I'm so...ashamed!" I hate it!" I said, knowing it was both thetruth and a lie at the same time."No, you don't hate it dear, you hate not being able to be free to beyourself. You're afraid of what everyone else will say if they knew justhow pretty you are able to become. Now then, come sit by me and tell meall about why you feel this way."I sat next to mom like a lump, until she took my hand in hers. Then itcame out. All of my frustrations, fears, denials, then the elation.