That's what Licorice was looking at, except even more because he could see my mom's soft flat tummy and her creamy thighs and even her golden bush, wh...ch isn't much thicker than mine and mine is hardly thick at all. He calls it a bush, not me. I hate that word. I think my mom trims hers a little, but I never asked her or anything. I've seen her naked though, you know, and it looks pretty neat, meaning well kept and trimmed, and the other way too ... Meaning pretty cool. I'd like to trim mine. I was aware of the Gym and other facilities but didn’t know about the procedure to apply for the same. Thus, sensing it would be nice starting off a conversation with her I simply said “Hi”Shruti (visibly shocked on hearing me)– “Oh Hiee I am sorry, Do I know you”(sweet voice with perfectly correct grammatical EnglishMe – “Oh I am sorry if I startle you”She – “No it’s perfectly fine”Me (offering my hand)– “I am Parth and I just moved in the flat next to yours”She – “Hi I am Shruti, Sorry didn’t. All the stopping and starting from earlier in the day was taking it's toll. At this point I was so horny I could have blown a load over Sky's old Bennie Baby collection. Either that or I could have shoved my bone into a Saguaro Cactus .What made things worse was Bella shoe's were even sexier looking than mine. Up until then I had no idea how big of a foot fetish I had until then. But gazing down at what Bella had on her feet there was no doubt I had one! (OH YEAH!)She was getting ready to. Both of us were softly kissing each other.. Now, he began to rub my body all over with his other hand and this was making me more and more horny. I don’t want him to fuck me wildly and roughly. I just wanted him to do soft sex only licking, kissing, squeezing. Suddenly I could feel his cock strain against my thigh, waiting to get free. It must have been kind of suffocating for him down there trapped in the boxer.I moved my hands further on his bare chest, then down to his stomach, and slowly.