’ She turned around, with a smile on her face. As we started walking we got into conversation. Despite the 8 year age difference we seemingly had a ...ot in common. Type of music, movies, she even had a love of sports. When we got back to my apartment, I found my arm was around her. Unfortunately, I had just moved into said apartment, so I didn’t have a bed yet. However, I did have a couch and an air mattress. I offered her the choice and she took the couch. So I inflated my air mattress and we. We caress, fondle and grope each other for what seems like an eternity. My hand finds her member and it is long, thick, hot and heavy. Her cockis so large that the head is poking above the waistband of her panties. I stroke the satin-sheathed shaft before my fingers explore the pulsingpurple head; the eye sticky with pre-seminal fluid.To my memory this is the first time I have touched a penis other than myown; although obviously this is not the case. Before my accident Iapparently did this on. .. I never thought about that!”Mary added, “And if CJ did that, I just know he’d try to fly and save them. After all, he IS Charlie’s son. Maybe we better leave them with our parents ... at least till we think this through some more.”I chuckled, “Welcome to my world. As much as I’d love to spend the rest of my day in bed with my two favorite ladies, I feel I need to talk to the guys and let them know what I was feeling yesterday. Thank you both for last night. I might not have everything. It was also her attitude about that appearance, forged in a nightmare of locker-room teasing and tormenting when she was younger, and her determination to overcome those demons, and most of all the hard-won knowledge that she had succeeded in doing so. It was not simply that she had a very hairy pussy, rather, it was her shameless embrace of her unusual adornment, her tacit proclamation that she was a hairy lady and utterly unabashed to be so, that commanded the respect and admiration of us.