Her face obscured by the textbook, he chanced a glance. He could see between her legs. Her shaved pussy was on display, a pretty pussy, a single slit ...ith an engorged cliterous on display like a cherry on top of a cream bun. His erection was at full mast. Almost painfully hard. He fumbled around the fuse box, sexual thoughts whirling around his head, until eventually he had gotten the job done.“All done know miss”, he barely croaked.She got up off the bed swinging her legs around.“ Mr Ming”,. .. uh, something more important."Denise left the room, her mind reeling. Things had gotten real very fast. And what was this part of her that was quickly emerging, a strange alternate her that delighted in tormenting and humiliating the perfectly innocent Mindy? Was this always a part of her? She felt vaguely guilty.She sat down on the nearest couch, still listening to the music filtering through the wall. God, it was strange that she still had her clothes on, when Mindy was naked and groaning. I looked down at her tits, the globes imprinting her hands into them, her nipples between her fingers. She reached up one hand, Running up alongside my hardened shaft, the length throbbing at the touch of a beautiful woman. “What do i get in return for alittle bit of fun? I have been moist and you seem the only one kind enough to want to touch me and feel me all over.” she giggled, covering her mouth, letting go of her breast as it flopped down. She spread her legs wide open, taking her free. She kept her labia cleanly waxed and became almost obsessed with stray and errant hairs below. Stacey thought that maintaining her baldness made her look a little younger, and it was certainly less messy. She raised a leg up and placed her foot on the bathroom’s vanity.Using her elderly furrowed fingers, she slowly pulled back her outer pubes to look at the delicate lips that lay underneath. Stacey’s pussy was still a healthy pink and her cunt lips looked like thin silvers of womanly flesh. She.