She moaned. I took off her skirt and panties, her tummy was wrinkled and her pussy very hairy which I also love! When I took off my pants I was alread... rock hard. I patted my cock against her hairy pussy making her moan, i entwined my fingers in her hairy bush searching for her opening, when I found it I felt her wetness and I slid my shaft inside her making her scream. She started panicking realizing what she was doing as she looked at me. She tried to sit up shaking her head, but I calmed her. She brought her face close to mine and gave me a warm kiss on the cheek. "You're a good son, Tommy." I could tell she was riding a psychic high from the excitement of the theater and probably knowing in her own mind how sexy she looked tonight.I put my empty arm around her waist. We were face to face, inches apart. Her scarlet lips closed then parted slightly and I kissed her. Simultaneously, we both put our wine glasses on the countertop with twin clinks and pressed into each other, turning. In the morning, Phoebe and I made love again, this time with her riding my stiff morning wood, but with the same results as the previous night. We came almost simultaneously, and kissed each other over and over when we were done. I was beginning to believe that something more substantial could come of this. I think Phoebe's body language suggested the same. We kissed our goodbyes and she promised to see me that evening. After I showered and shaved, I received a call from Robyn. She needed to. "How do I, um...?" I squeaked. "I haven't... er, that is... I haven't exactly done this before." "Oh, just back to front, not too firm." she instructed me. I swallowed my incipient panic and did my best to follow instructions, even while trying desperately not to touch her labia. This really was more uncomfortably intimate than I was prepared for. My wrist brushed against her untidy pubic hair. I guessed one thing you couldn't really ask your professional carer for was to trim your bush for.