From a young age she taught me about topfreedom. We had no issue with female breasts. She would usually be topless around the house anyway, or at leas... she wore something sheer.One day, after coming home from school, I told my mother about how we had been discussing sex at school. She laughed and told me I was growing into a woman. I smiled.When we got home I asked her about pubic hair. I had seen her bush many times before. She was moderately hairy, but nothing too wild. Her bush looked like. His hand works in and out, his fingers rubbing my gspot furiously, and this time he doesn't stop. I close my eyes and my hips lift off the bed slowly, trying to take his digera harder and faster. And I cum. I moan a sweet scream as my juices gush forth. I feel myself squirt a clear stream of juice. My hips buck over and over, my fingers clenched beneath me. Jordan pulls his fingers slowly from me with a smile. He flicks his fingers and I feel cold splashes of my squirt hit my inner thighs.. I managed to think of less desirable things to prolong my erection as I began my delightful rhythmic dance on top of her. It didn't matter what I was thinking of as long as I kept Henry from going off.I moved my body against hers in a slow motion in and out of her. My dick would penetrate deep within her pussy making sure it touched her clit. Each time Henry contacted her spot she'd coo and squirm telling me that was it. I focused with short intense thrusts as she grabbed my ass cheeks holding. Squeezing all so gently she moved expert fingers up and down the hidden shaft. Pretty soon it wasn’t hidden, being prised out of hiding into Rosie’s soft fingers. Oh shit! Less than 30 seconds later her hand became sticky wet with the contents of my cum store. ‘Well, my, my! I guess that’s a first for me. Sorry Ben, I just hadn’t realised.’ Rosie seemed genuinely sorry. Her wimp of a b*****r had just had an attack of the prematures. ‘I just didn’t know you weren’t used to having this monster.