However in my wife’s defense her pussy rarely stinks. In fact I am addicted to the smell of my wife’s pussy odor and I absolutely love the taste o... it.Jessica knew that I hadn’t done enough to her yet and gave me that ‘look.’ So I slipped my middle finger underneath the leg band of her panties and stroked her soft downy pubic hairs. I ran that middle finger up and down her slit a few times until it found it’s way into her moist pussy lips, and then I touched her clit making her jump a little. I. We ended up doing things I never would have imagined, that resulted in, at first, her having multiple orgasms, and then, in the end, the result of me having one of the most explosive orgasms I have ever had, especially the first time inside a teenage vagina.And when we laid there, me asking her if she was OK, her response stunned me."I'm not on the pill," Karly said.I rolled over. Stared at my teenage step-daughter in shock, amazement, some anger, and mostly fear."You're not on the pill? And we. Master,” she stammered.He reached up and stroked her auburn hair which was flowing down her back. “Thank you. But that’s not what I asked. I asked you how you felt about this.”“I would not b ... b ... b ... be here if I d ... d ... d ... d ... didn’t find you attractive and want to b ... b ... b ... b ... be with you,” she lied. In fact, she would be here whether she wanted to or not. Her mother had made that very clear. But the fact that Tom was so handsome and she still had a crush on him. I found Kathy mashing a wad of clay into submission before beginning a new sculpture."Dee! Come on in!" I haven't been avoiding you," I apologized in advance, "it's just been a chaotic week."After throwing a damp rag over the clay she gathered me into her embrace and I could feel the tension just flowing out of me, and I knew I should have come here sooner. She was dressed in a tee and jeans, with a big, floppy, paint stained man's shirt for a smock. She had that wonderful scent of art stuff,.