I pulled my shorts on and when I sat down beside her I saw she was gently crying.“What’s wrong, Shelia?” I asked her.“What’s wrong!!,” she...exclaimed woefully. “ I’m wrong! I’m fucked-up.I was completely baffled by her outburst. “Shelia... mom, how do you mean; fucked-up?”She looked at me for quite a while. I could see she was debating whether to share a secret.Then, she did, her hand fondly caressed over my arms and chest.“Dick,when your father died, we hadn’t... “slept together” for a long. We may have just made love minutes earlier but this feels wonderful."It's never nice to compare, sweetie, right?" So you felt shy about showing him?" Well, you guys with your dicks, you like to pull them out and show them off. We ladies have our stuff tucked away where it's private and secretive. We just don't spread our legs for the passing world. It's intimate. So, sure, I was nervous but, like every girl, I also wanted him down there between my legs. So, you just decide to do it, that's. "After I shaved the edges of her hair I spoke again."You sat with your friends this morning wondering how many of them would have a lover shaving their pussies didn’t you. You smiled when you realized it was just you." Lori responded with a moan.Three more swipes of the razor. I was getting closer to her lips. When I exhaled I made sure she could feel my warm breath on the parts of her pussy that was already shaved."Lori, I love the smell of your sexual heat. If they bottled it a million. Finally she confessed me both black bulls had fucked her already, during my absence.Friday night she dressed nicely, a short skirt, nylon pantyhose, silk panties, a blouse matching and a pair of incredible high stiletto heels. She looked like a real whore.We arrived at that dirty hole Anita called a motel. I kissed her wishing good luck and then stood motionless inside the closet. The door was barely open enough to see anything. Across from me was a mirror so I could see the bed. A booming.