I was coming up on my 37 th birthday and my daughter had started dressing in outfits that showed off they bodies. At times I would get on them to wear...panties. My birthday was that Saturday and my girls were getting together a lot talking about something they didn’t want me to know the details on. I decided to stay out of it and wait and see. Friday night came and we had a birthday dinner at the steak house with my daughters, Janet, and Josh. This went well and at the end of the party Josh. Now? tell me what you think about when you masturbate.?Aubree bit her lip harder. She hesitated. ?What do you mean? I don’t think about anything? really.?Winston eased a finger into her vagina. He felt the tightness of her virgin pussy. ?You think about something, miss. Now, tell me what you think about. What did you think about when you masturbated on my couch a few moments ago?? Aubree felt nauseated. ?Nothing. I didn’t think of anything, sir.?Winston pulled his finger out of the young girl’s. I'm fascinated by your full bush--so many women shave it bald, and I've not seen a natural one in years. It seems that my examination of you has begun to excite you, and I notice the top of your chest and cleavage line begin to flush red. Your breathing also intensifies a bit, and I notice as you spread your legs slightly more for my view that you're beginning to get wet. Boldly, I reach over and fondle your breast. You simply close your eyes and sigh. Squeezing and kneading your breast. I left home for college as a slightly overweight 19 year old virgin. I never dated seriously in high school, though the 3 girls I had gone on dates with were drop dead gorgeous stunners. One became a news reporter, another one is to this day a really good friend.My increasing desire for female companionship wasn’t helped by the fact that I was extremely shy, insecure about my weight/looks, and wasn’t a big party a****l. Compounding that problem was the fact that the college I was attending had.