She had her eyes closed and she was breathing through her open mouth, the way she often does when she sleeps on her back.As my fingers again swooped u..., I could feel the material of her panties touch the back of them. Without me realizing it, my hand had slid up a little bit further. On the next swoop, the back of my fingers actually stroked along her pussy, except that I really had a hard time believing that it really was my own daughter's pussy I had touched. My hand wasn't all that high up. I knew I liked you.I fucked her for about 10 minutes and we talked as I did and we both seemed to be really enjoying it. It was all about having sex and masturbating. She asked me if I liked her with her hair around her vagina. Yes - It made you look older.I am going to shave it soon. Maybe you can help me.What are you going to shave it all off again.Not all off – I will cut it into a shape.What will it look like then.I am not sure – I want to experiment a bit and have a look how other girls. Please, God, don't let them come out! At least don't let them come out naked. My heart thundered in my ears."Did you hear something?" I faintly heard my mother ask. The reply - definitely male - was too indistinct to identify. They were coming out!I pulled the seat back into its upright position. The sound of the metal springs in the chair sounded as loud as a brass band marching back and forth in Mom's living room to my panicked ears. I half sprinted and half tiptoed for the front door.Mom's. "Oh." You've got to understand. When they want to show you on the big screen the public wants to see some curves. And to be honest, you have as many curves as a little boy." Earl!"He held up his hands. "Hey! I'm only quoting what a director said to me, not two hours ago." So, you want me to have a boob job?" Maybe some hip implants too."I had feared this would happen. I had hoped I would get by on talent alone. "I've worn falsies before, on stage."The agent shook his head, "Won't work when you.