Her whole body was glistened from the sweat and I sat there with a huge smile on my face. Connie had a very nice slim, toned body that most women in A...erica wished they had. ‘You’re a bad motherfucker, Connie!’ I replied. ‘I’m ready to fuck. Are you going to join me in the shower?’ Connie responded. ‘With a sexy body like that baby girl, you know I am.’ I signaled her to follow me. ‘Come on, Goddess!’ Connie walked closely behind me with her hands on my ass. As soon as I put the lights on in. M. according to the clock behind the bar at the Pasture. I was a little early. I wanted to get me a drink before I had to look at the woman who was once the love of my life and was now my singular worst enemy, Penelope Hardy. I already had my manhattan in front of me and it was half empty.I saw her come in. Maybe she needed a drink too. I smiled inwardly at the thought. Guilt can be the cause of any number of psychological reactions. She saw me and waved. I did not wave back. She came up to the. Her boobs were on my face. I was getting wet down there.The doctor might have felt my wetness as he removed his finger and brushed his hands on my pubic hair. He told mom, “these hairs can be one reason for the rashes.” Then he turned to me and said, “You should also have a clean pussy like your mom.”Saying this, he touched my mom’s pubic area and commented on how perfect it is. Mom didn’t react much to this. She just looked at me with wide eyes as she was surprised as well as happy.He told my. A surge raced through her but it was just like fanning the flames. She struggled with the many, many hooks that secured the homemade bathing costume top. It was hard enough under normal circumstances but with her hands trembling as they were, and the urgent messages her tits were sending it was nearly impossible. She cried out in frustration and would have ripped the damn thing if it wasn't so thick and robust. When she finally released the last hook she pulled the straps off her shoulders and.