I've started to shave and useNair (Chlo? also), so that we can see what's going on more clearly. Plus,as the parts get smaller, the hair gets more int...usive. Of course thatjust serves to magnify the effect--I really look like a little boy withno hair and a miniature package. When I masturbate, I've changed mytechnique. I guess it's changed gradually, but compared to when I wasnormal, it's a big difference that's accumulated by this time. I still doa little normal stroking, but I also wet my. “If you want.”“I want!”“I think you’re wearing too many clothes!”Hannah laughed and began quickly removing her clothes — sweater, jeans, and then socks. She winked, then unhooked her bra and let it fall away, revealing small, firm breasts capped with tiny pink nipples. She hooked her fingers into her panties, which had a huge wet spot which spread up the front, and drew them down to expose wispy blonde pubic hair and plump labia which glistened with her juices.“How about now?” Hannah. Then i got up and took my top off and continued my hike up the mountain. I knew that would get Mark on his feet. It did. He followed me like a puppy dog. Now i'm in good shape and can usually out walk any guy. But, like i said, Mark was a physical specimen and was able to keep up with me - even though he had unzipped his pants and was stroking his dick as he walked behind me.A few times he was even able to catch me. When he caught me he would grab my soft tits and m***** them or he would press. Her tongue was a finely tuned instrument and the flicks, licks and penetrations didn't take long before I was climbing the hill towards release.Her timing was impeccable. As I got close, she slowed down, before building me up again with a couple of fingers weaving their wonder in my soaking pussy. Finally, when I was that close, she slipped one of her wet fingers into my ass just as she nipped my clit with her teeth.I screamed, and a torrent of filthy language spewed from my mouth. Finally, I.