" She'll chicken out. She'll never show her pussy, not Judy, at least not to her own kids. Too bad, cause they'd like to see it the way we did. I shou...d have told her how much they'd like to see it wide open." I think she knows that, Jackie. Mothers were once little girls and we know all boys want a peek at any pussy, but a mother's pussy is special for the same reason little girls find it special." Why, because they used to live in there?" Yes, Jackie, we all want to return to the womb even if. I worked swing shift and rode public transport. I'd catch the midnight bus. One afternoon I was on the bus and I noticed a homely, very large woman in her fifty's. She had a small female child on her lap. As I watched, she kissed the child's face several times. I became aroused and hard. I thought to myself, "I'd love to have her kiss my face like that." I decided I was going to have her. I didn't know her. I didn't know if she was married or involved, but I knew I wanted her. But, I most. But my hormones always have got the best of me. You see, while I was with a friend at a party, I met a girl. She was hot. "Big ass hips goddamn" as the great T-Pain would say. We went to a room together. She thought I was just a hot lesbian. But as she could see from the big thing coming from my dress (you stick your penis in between your legs and if big enough will be near your ass), I was something else. We fucked for over an hour. We did everything. 69, blowjob, anal, I even ate her out. I. I intended to survive, without crippling injury, but I wasn't certain I could go unscathed or without a certain level of humiliation. They were an assorted bunch, and looked strange, mishapen somehow. They all had deep sunburns, giving their skin the color of a northern tourist who has spent half the day in the tropical sun without any sunscreen, even the ones who were bald. They were of all sizes and forms, some short and squat, some tall and lanky, some short and scrawny, some huge like.