His hand moves first to my ass. He feels the flirt and pushes on it firmly. My muscles clench as I shudder. His hand moves around my leg to my mound a...d labia. He slides his hand under my panties and finds it void of all hair. I glance at him again, still no sign of approval. Have I don’t something wrong?Suddenly I freeze! Another hand opposite his has found its way to my ass and butt plug. Now it begins to move to my pussy, encountering the same hairless crotch my Master had. I turn my head. I know. How as I to comprehend women were Darwinian beasts just like men? How was I to realize that women liked to piss and mark their territory? How was I to suspect Eva-Jane had a brain full of drawers cluttered with knives ready to backstab even her best friend? Fuck I was sixteen. I didn’t have a clue about women. It was only much later that I would learn that the most attractive thing to women about a man was that other women desired him. In 1984 I had no idea. Kristy loved to sing. She. His head felt muddled, and he certainly didn’t remember making any decision to climb down the cliff. A desire - or rather a compulsion - kept him picking his way over the rocks. Fear and confusion mingled with the need to reach the water, but the last held him as though in a serpent’s coils, and the former faded into a fog gathering in his mind.When he reached the sand, he began removing his clothing, feeling all the more disconnected from his body by the moment. Every article fell negligently. I'm kinda busy." Oh boy! Someone is in one of those moods," laughed Alex, shaking hishead. "You letting me in, or gonna just screw with me all night." Well, probally both," laughed Kayla. "I left the key under the mat,and I'm upstairs, so get your ass up here immediately." Yes ma'am," exclaimed Alex, hanging up and grabbing the key.He unlocked the door and hurried upstairs, only to see her room emptyas he ran inside it."In here, track star," yelled Kayla from inside her bathroom. "Care tojoin.