"After that peach fuzz comment, when she'd gone off to work, I did!There really wasn't anything to shave at that stage of my development. Nevertheless... the very act of soaking in a floral-scented bubble bathand emulating Mom's most feminine act was unbelievably thrilling. Mysmooth skin felt heavenly! And, I've kept myself silky smooth eversince! Mom seemed to like that a lot! Things just sort of snowballedfrom there.On more than one occasion, when I was still a pre-teen, she thought itwas. Her knees, then reached her thighs. All this time, her hands were in my hair, and she was gasping. I bit, licked and kissed her beautiful thighs, and she moaned a little louder.My lips reached the center of her panty. I could smell the musky aroma of her juices. She parted her legs, and pulled aside the panty, and I could see her swollen black pussy lips, and the black thatch of pubic hair above, where her hands the panty. I could also see the whitish liquid between her vagina. The next moment,. I undid my trousers and just let them drop with my underpants and my now unrestricted penis jumped out into the open. Yes she was right, I was a bit bigger than normal, in fact a good deal bigger than normal. Her eyes popped out as she glued her drunken eyes on my manhood. But I never gave her much time, for I opened her legs, well I placed my hands on her inner thighs and she opened them wide and raised her knees, eager to be of assistance.It was just a matter of placing the crown of my. I found her nipple and pinched it gently. Our tongues danced their wicked tango as our hands wandered. Her hand was running up and down my back in a pleasurable mini-massage. ‘Need more room,’ I gasped between kisses, and Gwen nodded her affirmation. I reached over and pressed a button, the trunk lunged upward, but not completely open. I could barely see this, as the windows were becoming steamed. ‘Get out of the car.’ We opened the doors and were suddenly aware of the temperature difference.