Sure, I'd shaved mine pretty radically along the sides so that I could wear my skimpiest bikinis without flashing stray curls, but Jenny was absolutel... bald! As hairless a twelve-year-old! I'd never seen such a thorough job, not in pictures and certainly not in the flesh.Slipping the tips of my fingers over her slippery flesh, I verified that her pussy mound felt like the softest, finest satin."I keep it like that for licking," Jenny whispered. "I don't want my lovers getting hairs caught. If your common sense also tells you that Angleworth Griffith pre-meditated this murder, you must vote that he's guilty of pre-meditation. That's the shit. Now go get it on."The deliberation took less than ten minutes. An initial vote on the question of innocence or guilt proved unanimous in favor of the latter. A brief discussion was required on the issue of pre-meditation, with two of the jurors speculating that maybe... just maybe, it might have been an impulsive act of violence, but in the. . f... f..." Flora's lips quivered as she struggled to findsomething that wasn't too obscene to utter. All that finally came outwas, "Oh, fudge!"* * * * *"Trisha," Emma asked, sounding a bit annoyed, "are you ever gonnafinish with that dish?"The woman started. "What? Oh, I'm sorry, Emma." She dipped the dishquickly in the clear water side of the sink and handed it to herdaughter. "My mind must've been someplace else." It was, out on the back porch. I thought you were gonna wipe thedesign. I bottomed out and began working my cock in and out. She wriggled and moaned happily.Tom was now thrusting hard and Terry was really working to get him off. Suddenly he pressed in hard and jerked and spasmed as he filled the condom. Below me, Mary was watching them, and she suddenly howled while her pussy gripped and squeezed my cock. It took all my will-power to stop myself from cumming inside her. Instead, I pulled out.Charlotte looked and saw no signs of sperm. In moments, she had taken off.