I had seen her naked many times, but of course not like this. Her legs spread wide giving me my first close-up view of any pussy. Light brown hair cov...red the center part of her mound, a bikini trim that acted like an arrow guiding my attention lower. Her folds were wet and looked swollen, almost inflamed. The folds prevented me from seeing much, so I placed on hand one her mound, pushing up, stretching her skin. This tightened her folds and gave me a few peeks of her pinkish inside. A voice. My pussy was throbbing even more. He pulled out the elastic waist band of the scrubs, and poked the tip of his cock out the top. He was cut, and the tip was smooth. He had precum oozing out and I rubbed it all over the tip. I knew I had to have that cock inside my pussy, and I told him I wanted it. He said he knew where we could go, and he lead me to a storage closet located under the steps outside the lab. The room was lit by one bare lightbulb There was an old desk in the middle of the room.. Things needed to change, if for no other reason than I needed to learn to make my own decisions. I had to remember she was a friend, just like everyone else.I'd been worried our being apart would change things. Her living at Wesleyan had finally done it. I still loved her ... that was not in question. I think if we had seen each other every day, many of our misunderstandings over the last few months would never have occurred.She was right in saying she deserved to have a chance to spread her. “You have to stay long enough to...”“I will dad. I will,” she laughed. “Now, are you going to help me finish the on program Mom or not?”I looked up, and Alyssa was standing there, zoned out, in all her topless glory. She needed the least amount of boob augmentation, so instead we concentrated on little things, like filling them with some yummy liquid.“I think I’ll settle for vanilla ripple,” Stacy said thoughtfully. “Kay should have a monopoly on butterscotch.”“Fair enough,” I said. “But I.