Her pussy was very wet, and getting wetter very fast. I licked around her asshole and up the slit to her clit and back. She had a nice asshole and a s...ick pussy with no hair except a short and well trimmed heart-shaped patch. The labia were compact and smooth, with no signs of razor burn, and the folds were inward, so it was just about the nicest looking pussy you can imagine. I pushed her legs up more, so she put her feet on my back, then finally pulled them up and hooked her knees behind her. The Water Spirit swam with the fishes, the Wind Spirit played with the birds, the Earth Spirit nourished the soil and the Fire Spirit kept control over the wild flames.Times passed, and more Gods were born into the world. They came to settle on a small continent that bloomed with magic. Although they watched over the whole world, they would soon find themselves calling this place "home", and would be later known as The Land of The Gods, Deus Terra.Over the centuries, life evolved. Some gods. Women who are “liberated” will scoff and argue about that, but they are either wrong or aberrations, in the context of evolution. Evolution demands that women mate and produce children to keep the species going. Obviously a woman wants the best mate she can find, but sometimes the drive causes her to accept less than perfect. If you look around you’ll see plenty of married people who shouldn’t have gotten married because they really aren’t “right” for each other in a social sense. That’s Mother. I allow myself the luxury of getting fully wet before doing the obligatory shampooing and soaping. Once clean, though, I reach for a fresh razor and the shaving cream. I sit down on the floor of the shower, spread my legs apart, and focus on the area that will be receiving much attention in the time to come. Having done a rough trim earlier in the day, the hair shears away easily and leaves behind only silky smooth skin. Believing myself complete, I run my hands over my shorn pussy, making sure.