You have a pussy that I will be frigging off to for years. Paul, if I hang out here too much I am going to get callouses on my clit from rubbing one o...t. How do you not have a constant hard-on?” Wendy was slowly running her hand around her smooth black mound.“Actually, Wendy, when you live like this 24/7 you get used to it. I see them and I admire them, but I don’t react unless I want to.” I admitted.“And when he wants to, it is an impressive sight. Same for me Wendy. I see my wives naked and. I did so slowly. Why did I do that? Oh well, this randy little cute friend of my son’s had already seen more of me than my upper legs and covered butt so what difference could it make? I thought of him glaring at my nakedness in the pictures. I bet I looked gross to him when he saw I didn’t shave myself down there. I hadn’t stuck around in the hall long enough to get his reaction after he said I wasn’t a ‘natural blonde’. I had to admit it was a little flattering to know that if he wasn’t. "Yeah," I replied.Once again we were cruising along on a mail run to Star Base 19, usually a safe sector."I'm picking up some navigations pulses," she said, her head firmly in the hood of the scanner."How far off?" I asked."I don't know but they're getting closer," she said. "I think we should take avoiding action." Why, this is a quiet sector," I said."Captain, I recognize their sensor sweep frequencies," she said her voice going up slightly. "They are the same bastards that fried my engine. At the moment, he was running along the 2.6 kilometre nature trail that wound up and down the Pinnacle Nature Reserve, one of his favourite areas to jog and it was even right next to suburbia, not that far from where he lived. It was just one of the bush hills and ridges around Canberra that were a delight to explore and which seemed to encourage an active lifestyle.While there were some rocky sections, most of the tracks here were easy to run on. As the trail crested the ridge, there was a.