Tell her how beautiful it is, tell her which parts you like best, how it turns you on...tell her anything, but get her to trust you enough to let you ...own between her legs. Now stop and look at what you see. It's beautiful, isn't it? There is nothing that makes a woman more unique than her pussy. They come in all different sizes, colors and shapes; some are tucked inside, and some have thick luscious lips that come out to greet you. Some are nested in brushes of fur and others are covered with. I got in my car and drove to the city. Un the way I was getting horny I touched my cunt. Oh I was realy wet! I Had to stop touching I didn't want to cum just yet. I love to build up the pleassure I love to make myself wait to cum. Cause then when i cum it will be more intense. I arrived parked my car and looked in the mirror. I put on some more red lipstick and got out of the car.There were a lot of young people at the parking lot i heard some guy's whistle and howel like wolfs. Hmmm I loved. I felt the darkness lighten around me, the beeping slowly coming back, soft and soothing, repeating over and over BEEP… BEEP…. BEEP. Little noises also starting to filter in again. I could almost feel a soft murmuring, not quite a voice, but too irregular to be just noise. No, irregular isn’t right…. It seemed to repeat itself over and over again. It became clearer, soft, soothing, sweet, sensual….I’ve heard that voice, haven’t I? Wasn’t that the voice of that stripper nurse? How could that be?. The probing of a finger against her womanhood bought a fresh scream to her lips. A hand flew to her mouth, silencing her. Her eyes wild with panic as she felt is violate her depths. Her blush renewing as she heard a low chuckle "The wench is willing lads" Shame filling her as the moistness of her lust trickled down her thigh.The finger probed deeper, wriggling around inside her, stretching the muscles and stroking the inner walls of her body. Her mind worked furiously with fresh panic wondering.