I started cutting away, first down the centre straight towards the clit hood and then down each side until virtually all the hair was gone from her pu...sy. “OK” I said. “That’s alright for now” she replied.She took the trimmer and I just opened my legs a little as she held the trimmer in one hand and started trimming all the hair off around the base of my cock. Lifting my stiff cock up to get around the sides and partially underneath.Most of our pubic hairs joined forces as they were swept away. Here is the story of what happened, but a little background is necessary.I am an Army veteran from the last Iraq action where I earned a Bronze Star and a Purple Heart. I have a wonderful wife, Elizabeth, of 15 years and two children, Pamala who is 12, but looks older, and a son, Earl, Jr. who is 10. We run what I laughingly call a horse farm in central Texas. In fact, I run a stud service for thoroughbreds and quarter horses. I also train quarter horses and have already won some major events.. Although Gracey could not take part, generally, she helped shag balls and teach.With a smile on her face, Charlize asked, “Why is it that I’m learning ball-handling skills from a fullback?”There was much chuckling, after which Meka said, “Charlize, you should have seen the roulette that Gracey pulled off against Petaluma.”“Really?”“Yup. Open field on a brilliant counterattack that she started and for which she got the assist. And not an assist for a bomb to a streaking forward. No, she carried. “Oh god! Ohhh oh god!” she whimpers, collapsing to the floor. The smell of teen pussy becomes overpowering; with all the girls scents mixing together to create a cocktail of girly cum, strong enough to drive even a nun wild. Becky’s moans of pleasure begin to turn to whimpers of pain; her pussy now hurting from the intense attention it has received. “Please Miss Caitlin...I c-can’t take m-much more,” gasps Becky, her knees buckling from underneath her. “You may cum Becky.” The trapped girl.