And so started a very odd family tradition. Every year, on his daughter's birthday, Jim examined her pussy and counted her pussy hairs. He also measur...d them. It required a lot of touching.For her 12th birthday Jim came up with a bonus. He bought some scented edible massage oil and printed out a fake lable for it on his computer that said it was especially for the promotion and growth of pubic hair. "COUNT HAIRS" had been written on the callendar ever since she'd discovered her first hair, and. ” With a flourish, she removed her finger, and then tied a strip of cloth around Kayla’s eyes. She was left totally blind, arms tied behind her back and her heart beating erratically in her chest. And she was horny. Oh god, was she ever horny. She had her knees spread wide underneath her, and between them she could feel the dampness already starting to drip down her thighs again. Suddenly, hands were grabbing the front of her shirt, the back of her skirt, and with the rip of fabric, her. "His mind whirling, he began thinking about Janie. She was growing a fine body, too. And her friend Melanie ... yeah, she was looking real good, too, damn good! Too bad Janie was his daughter and Melanie her best friend. If things were otherwise ... Oh, it hurt him to even think about it. He struggled to put the thoughts out of his mind as he finished eating.Hastily getting up, wanting to get away from his wife, he muttered, "I'm gonna look in on Janie."His wife hardly looked up as John hurried. They were enjoying her body, but I was the one being fucked. And, Charlie, well, he was good. Seriously, he was good. It definitely wasn’t the first time he’d fucked a girl, or even near that. He was moving his thighs in a circular motion, so his body was rubbing up against my clitoris, in just the way I’d done to myself with my fingers, over the past year or so.I felt my body start to quiver. Then I heard Charlie laugh and he said ‘Hey, so, you enjoy that, do you?’. And I was enjoying it. My.