She had gleaming labia, all nice and pink. And she had no balls.Now, I didn't have much experience with boys, but I had seen pictures. I wanted to ask...her how she had this dick. What was she? But then I breathed in, and she just smelled so good, the lavender mixed with this tangy musk, that I just didn't care.So she had a dick. It was the 2020s. Girls could have dicks, I guessed. Why not?I sucked hard on her. I didn't really know what I was doing, but I heard you suck. It felt good. My pussy. In a gentler tone, and much more carefully, I said, "Look, I'm not upset, I'm just curious. You've seen us do some pretty intimate things, do you like looking at us?" Well," he began, "it is certainly educational. The night Sarah stayed over we talked a lot about sex. She was way more forthcoming about what you guys do than you were.I told her that I was completely inexperienced and worried about going to college that way, and she suggested I talk to you about that. I told her you were. I had found it to be one of the biggest turn-ons ever, and only wished we would do it more often! But, perhaps sensibly, she had kept it for special occasions, which had only served to heighten the thrill. Besides, although she was more than happy to indulge my kink, it was clearly more my thing than hers.By this time, having each talked for quite a while about our shared fetish, we were both naturally feeling very naughty again. We were still sat in the seats of the cab, but there was plenty. The man is astonished.He runs over to the woman and demands, "What is in that can? What did you spray on the Easter Bunny?"The woman turns the can around so that the man can read the label.It says.(Are you ready for this?)(You know you're going to be sorry)(Last chance)(OK, here it is)It says,"Hair Spray Restores life to dead hair, and adds permanent wave."Ha p p y E a s t e r!!!I can see you smiling!Explaining EasterThree blondes died and found themselves standing before St. Peter. He told.