The increasing light coming from the window; illuminated the tiny, soft, 'baby hairs', that covered her body. Those few on her breasts and belly, were...normally invisible.Yet, they carried the electricity of her sex, to every part of her passion.I could see them, as the sun continued to approach the horizon.I knew their function.I remembered their feel on my tongue and lips, as I had caressed her, earlier.I wanted so badly to touch her, to awaken her, to make love with her. Yet I did not want to. But raised by strict parents she hadgrown up incredibly conservative. Her past social lifehad turned out to consist of a pastor’s son and me.Surprisingly when she had taken me home to meet herparents they had approved of me almost off the bat.I was born Bill Underbrook. I was a foul mouthed littlekid. One of the ones that tore the legs off bugs andcouldn’t stop playing with pointy things, or fire. Iwasn’t a trouble maker, but people avoided me just thesame, calling me weird.. I wanted to be surrounded by cocks and covered in cum. I finally let myself go. I looked back up at Nick as I tightened my grip on his cock. Does that feel good baby? You like all that spit on your cock? I asked staring at his smooth glistening cock. You want my pussy? I coaxed. You want my ass too? Johnny pulled his cock out of my pussy. I let go of Nick and Allens cocks and rolled my body over. I lifted myself up on all fours and stuck my ass up in the air. Who wants my ass? Whos gonna fuck. . Once again ... ENJOY! ***"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Cyndi McAllister was cursing to herself as she pulled the car off, onto the shoulder of the road. Flashing blue and red lights illuminated the inside of her car. The bright white light that now shone in her rear view mirrors blinded her.Cyndi had been celebrating her husband's recent election as the next governor. She had been out with a bunch of her friends, and had "tied one on"! She knew she was drunk! She knew she shouldn't be driving. But.