My whole face, indeed my whole body is hairless and feels much softer, smoother. My breasts are perfectly formed and are about a 40C. My flat stomach ...lims to a nice full waistline where my new hips begin. My hips are full and round and I can feel my buttocks and my breasts jiggle slightly as I climb into the shower. I take my time relishing the warm water and how it feels as it runs down the cleavage between my breasts and on down over my vaginal lips. As I wash myself I notice that my nipples. We were both naked under the short, black shirts we borrowed from my man. “Love the mirrors on five sides,” Janine whispered as she leaned over me so I could lick and kiss her nipples.I always enjoy my man watching me having lesbian sex, especially in the knowledge that I will receive at least one tremendous fucking the same day, and, or, the next day.One night Janine organised us so my man was laying flat on his back on the bed with his roaring erection pointing to the ceiling mirror. I was. "What're you watching?" Florida, Florida State," I said. She looked puzzled. "Football," I said with a smile."Oh," she said rocking back and forth on her perch. "Mike. Football's stupid. Can't we do something fun?"I looked over at Jillie, about to protest that football is fun when it hit my mind with the force of a sledgehammer. She was smiling, her beautiful blonde hair like a halo around her head, her breasts peeking over and highlighted by the black material of her bra, the creamy white skin. " Should I make it lower then," she said, "or perhaps wider."She pulled the two sides of the dress apart to demonstrate."No, no it's fine as it is," I said.Below the vee of the neckline were six buttons that held both sides of the dress together.The first time she wore it was at a Dinner Dance we were invited to and I remember she looked magnificent. She glowed in the attention that dress was giving her even if it didn't expose that much of her fine tits.We lived at the time in a one bedroom.