"Now tell me what you see,honey," she said."I see a beautiful wet and sloppy pussy looking back at me," I said."Yes you do, but tell me, are the folds...nice and pink and puffy, likethey've had a tremendous workout?" she asked."No, they are a little pink, but not quite flustered, I guess," Ireplied."Good wording, not flustered. You're right, they've hardly been engaged,now, have they?" No." OK, that brings me to my point. I need to have my pussy flustered,engaged. I want to be able to cum to an. She lay back on the bed, her legs apart. John sat up and parted her legs further and looked down at her almost virginal cunt. Her fine bush-hair ran down in an inverted triangle to the immature slit enclosing her clitoris and vulva. He parted the lips of her gash and looked at the girl's inviting moist cunt for the first time. Here was his daughter's pussy, open to his inspection and lust. He moved his finger up the slit to touch her small clitoris. Then he moved his finger over it delicately,. Well I have a dare for you, and this one is serious. If you accept it,under my terms, and go through it all the way, the outfit's yours. And I'lleven through in a very special bonus. That's it. It's a dare. Are you slutenough?"Well, she had me. It was a dare. A nasty, sleazy, mysterious dare. And was Islut enough? Most of the outfits I wore in private and the fantasies I hadwhile wearing them proved that point. It only took a second and looking straitin the eye I said "You're on." I. You get what I'm saying there?" So, Amy ... let me get this straight. You're not a homophobe and you regret speaking like one. Fair enough, at least you're growing a spine. You are open to purely physical relationships with practically my entire family, judging by what you said. You are either Domme or a Top by some definition of those terms ... and you're thinking that Jonathan just might be the sort of submissive beta male that you need. Well, I don't find his protestations that he isn't at.