’ ‘Did I? Jen I want a wife and family and I had my own child aborted.’ I sat and cried for a few minutes. ‘Well, I guess we both opened up th... ghost closets. Are we going to stay together?’ asked Jen. ‘As long as our pasts aren’t repeated, I have no problem going on and having you as my wife.’ We kissed and Jen started planning our wedding. Life was going good for us. Sales were fine, my future father in law and I got along almost as father and son. I saw Jen every day, and we were actually. It really leads to very interesting scenarios as you'll soon find out. I'm doing this because I can and I feel like it. Like I said earlier, no tears will be allowed at all times. I hate hairy pussies, and I'm in half a mind to make you shave it completely bald right now. However, I have quite a good plan for that so that'll have to wait. Now, we'll do a bit of a Q&A. Firstly, I can see you like yourself to be smooth elsewhere, your armpits and legs are obviously freshly shaved or waxed. Do you. So it was a three-way. What’s the big deal? It’s the 80s after all. Kathy and I will just take turns watching, maybe… maybe kissing a little to turn Mark on. The thought didn’t exactly repulse me anymore, not after drinking the better part of a 5th of wild Turkey and half a joint. I felt insulated, protected, and brave. I looked at the girl in the mirror, who seemed to flash me a resolute smile. By God, I was going to do it! I wrapped a towel around myself, tucked it in and walked quickly out. I'm so close, please." He continued his assault on my pussy, saying, "You need to concentrate on your pussy, not me, not your mind, and not your clit, just your pussy. Your a girl now; Feel the movement inside, feel the rubbing, feel it's control, feel it's power, moving you closer and closer to an orgasm. Only think about your pussy, get everything else out of your mind, just think about the cock in your pussy, giving you so much pleasure, don't be afraid of it, it happens to all girlies, go.