Lucy was thinking very different thoughts, how if she had asked Don to ‘check her out’ he would have felt her breasts, whereas Jenny felt her puss... Jenny was thinking ahead now and asked, “You cane very hard Lucy.” Lucy gave Jenny a hard stare, grabbed her shoulder and spun her around and lifted her skirt up before landing two hard smacks on each bottom cheek. “Miss Fox young lady.” Jenny gasped, turned back to face Lucy and said obediently, “Yes Miss Fox.” Lucy cupped her hands on Jenny’s face. That her feminine body would in fact do as it was designed and fertilize with another mans seed. A shudder hit him as he contemplated the notion of a life being spawned from this very vestibule that was not his own, but in fact the result of another mans copulation with his wife.Her sex looked so tight at the moment. Her labia was folded inward and hid her love hole from plain view. What would it look like AFTER her lover used it. Surely her labia would be engorged with blood, her folds swollen. I wondered just what the hell these three got up to when they played this game and if they did it in mixed company or not. At the same time I felt slightly challenged by Ted's reply and I decided to show these boys that the older generation could stay the course as well as they could."I'll have you know that I don't 'wimp out'," I said mock severely, "I vote unlimited to, so there!"Poking my tongue out at them like a petulant little girl burst us all out in laughter, since I was to go first I. The 'clit and tit' bells her brother had recovered from Carla ding-a-linged with each step. She stopped in front of her full-length mirror and looked at her naked body. Cupping her breasts Fran jiggled them making the bells attached to her nipples dance and ring. She ran her hands down over her firm stomach and gently pulled at tufts of her pubic hair. The crowd of boys outside, waiting for the drawing to see who would get to shave her, grew noisier. As she watched her self in the mirror Fran.