Down there too, in her thick blonde bush she was ready, warm and damp.She touched herself to check, although she already knew. Her finger slid through...the yellow jungle of curling hairs slowly as she teased herself.When she reached the top of her slit, she found that her lips were parted and her finger fell right in to the waiting greased cleft.The first thing it hit was the protrusion of her clit.A sharp tingle jabbed through her in a burst. It was like the chills, coming outward from her hard. " Alex, it sounds great. I'd like to do it. And I really appreciate it -- your thinking of me, to help you with it."Paul didn't have to play hooky, because Fain's project had the support of the faculty, and for the first time since he'd last been a player, Paul reported to a ballpark -- for work.He had spent hours on the Internet, checking out statistics on Cubs and Mets players, background on the managers and coaches -- absorbing anything and everything that might come up in supposedly casual. ” Harry put his arm around her waist. He could feel the outline of her panties through the material of her gown. He could also smell her perfume. “It’s... it’s fine with me,” he told her. “Planning going out then?” She shook her head as she pulled away and headed for the coffee machine on the kitchen top. “I was thinking of going back to bed actually,” she told him. He could feel a nervous flutter in his stomach and he could also feel a stirring in his loins. He looked at her as she stood. Miss Trush again pointed out the head of his penisand hers were different as she continued to pump him, and how it wasdesigned to be gripped by the female vagina, which makes the male rolein reproductive sex rather limited. She also said that the head beingshaped as it is tends to be more pleasurable in recreational sex, andthe man can take a more active role there.Girls began to giggle. Miss Trush told them to be quiet. Frank began tobuck his hips back and forth to her hand movement. She.