She looked into my eyes as she slowly spread her legs apart exposing her pussy.She had the cleanest, prettiest pussy I've ever seen. Her lips were sli...htly swollen with a slight glisten or wetness coming from her clit area. She took her right hand slid it down from her tits, down her navel, and stopped at her beautiful cunt. She used her pointer and middle fingers to spread her lips wide, exposing her slit.She took her last drag of her cigarette, exhaled and asked me "Steve, can you please eat. They even called the woman over and she looked up at me and gave me a big smile. When the one guy brought me my seven envelopes of honeymoon photos he said, "You have some really good photos!”I told him I had just returned from my honeymoon and was going straight to my in-laws to show them. He said, "You aren't going to show them all of them are you?"I laughed and told him I was going to pull the more private ones out before I even get out of the parking lot. He said that some of them he had to. But she knew what was expected of her as a female, bending her left knee, arching the foot and pointing the toes, posing to please. "Good girl," I remarked.And now a loud cry escaped her, coming from deep in her lungs. Strands of her long, red hair were now sticking to her large, firm, swollen breasts. For the first time, I noticed she was wearing a silver chain with a crucifix on the end. The symbol of Christianity---sweet irony---currently lay exactly between those luscious tits."What are. " I like that," I said softly, "but I'm happy you have breasts. I'd hateit if you had a flat chest. Please don't even think of hiding them sowe can be more alike." I never even considered it," she said with a chuckle. "But I bet you'dlook cute with breasts though."I knew Barbara was kidding, but the idea sort of intrigued me. I alsoknew that she'd love me being more of a girl for her when she had herbisexual fantasies, just as sometimes I'd pretend she was moremasculine. I often had bisexual.