"Didn't you make any for yourself, Dad?" she asked."No, I think I've got enough to eat." With that he dropped to his knees and crawled under the table... Kaycee was shocked to feel his teeth pulling down her panties."Daddy!" she squealed with surprise."What's wrong, honeybuns? Did I scratch you?" That's not exactly the issue!" Kaycee's right, Dad," Louis said. "This is totally unfair. You can't hog her delicious pussy all to yourself."Kaycee gulped and tried to be the voice of reason. "Dad, I. Buttercup bravely approached one woman, letting go of Tracey's hand, who reluctantly relinquished her grip. The woman had long poorly combed hair to her waist, a very hairy vagina which stood out as a broad triangle of fur between her legs, and had shaved neither her legs nor under her arms. She made the two girls seem peculiarly even more naked than she, with the short stubble of hair on their own vaginas, and the slowly growing hair on the rest of their body."Greetings," said Buttercup.. Stacy thanked her, then went back toher dressing room. She put on a pair of three inch heels and fixed herhair and makeup. She put on some jewelry and sprayed on some perfumethen stood up to see herself in the mirror. She stood smiling as thegirl in the mirror looked just like her mother. Feeling overcome withemotion and sadness that she was not alive to be with her tonight, shebegan to speak to her reflection. "Hi Mom," she said, "I miss you. I don't know if you can hear me, but Ihope. Mom was always so calm looking and wellkept. But the reflection I was looking at said otherwise.The woman in the reflection was panting, cupping her breasts in herhands, and had a look of sexual tension built upon her face.I stood up and brought a hand down to my crotch. I pressed my handagainst the silk pair of pajama pants my mother wore before I enteredher body. As I did I let out a little gasp of excitement. The feeling Igot from touching myself down there was amazing. It was.