But I did not want to miss out on this spectacle. I could just about see my mom’s hand moving in and out of her cunt hole but only the pubic hair wa... visible and I always had infatuation for pubic hairs. I could clearly see her nipple which were erect and she wasmoaning and calling out my name and saying fuck me fuck me Suresh fuck me! U mother fucker take care of me. My cunt is getting dry make it moist once more. Give me your rod and repair my cunt aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah fuck!. --Okay, if youfeel that way,-- she said. --You can take the bus. But we feel likestaying here for a while.------ I remarked. The idea of going home onthe bus, was to say the least, mortifying in my feminized state.--We won?t hear of it, Zoe!-- she replied, with a wicked grin. --In fact,we insist you hop on the bus and get going. You?ll have to transferdowntown. See ya later!--And with that, the three giggling females left me alone.I thought about taking a cab for a moment, but I didn?t have. Guys just don't smell like that.I've shared myself sexually with only two guys. Neither cared if I achieved orgasm or not. The first one complained because I got (or get) sloppy wet.The second jerk I gave myself too, complained that I sweat too much. And when I did manage to reach orgasm, he accused me of peeing on him!Why should I have expected him to know that female come (Or what every that hot oil is gushes out of my vagina during orgasm) "does not" smell or feel or taste, like pee?The. He also told her that he could understand her parents’ and Brad’s parents’ reluctance to tell them when they thought there was no need… it would probably only have confused them when they were younger. She felt a little better when The Duke departed after he told her that, despite everything, he was certain that the only reason her parents had done that was out of their deep love for each other and their desperate desire to have children. He said he couldn’t fault them for that because he loved.