Both assumed that all vaginas were more or less the same. The thought that they could all be unique never crossed their minds. But now, staring at thi... raunchy image, the girls were confronted with the possibility of a whole new reality and their eager inquisitive minds began to race.“Ummm… Ok… yes…” Yasmin whispered bashfully. Sofia removed her hand from warm spot between her legs, revealing to Yasmin—whose eyes were now locked on Sofia—a small wet spot on the front of the stretched out. I couldn’t help but compare Brooke with her grandmother. She was tighter and firmer than Gladys and just as enthusiastic, but lacked her experience. I found myself teaching her some of the same things her grandmother had shown me. I also found myself thinking I might need some sort of mental health counseling.I was placing an omelet in front of Brooke when Sherry bounced into the room. She was smiling a little too much to suit me. I nodded toward the stove and her smile increased as she dished. I fell back flat on my back to catch my breath. Linda leaned back against the railing again as I placed my hands back on Marcia head and pulled her up so I could kiss her. To feel her body as she came up my torso was exciting as her skin was soft and her body was warm as her breast touched my stomach. Marica kissed her way up my body and she nibbled my belly button as she passed it on the upwards motion. I pulled her all the way up and kissed her our mouths opened as our tongues danced with. I sat up and took Sam’s right hand in mine, guiding it to her hard shaft. Samantha read my thoughts and wrapped her delicate fingers around her rampant cock, slowly stroking herself as I dribbled spit to lubricate her hand. Sam began masturbating as I continued gently massaging her balls. I watched, fascinated, noting how her hand glided up and down, twisting, squeezing then easing her grip, over and over.My cunt dripped freely.I felt Sam’s balls tighten and I gently pulled down on them to.