As you watch, my hand drifts over my breast and caresses my tender nipple through my bra. I let out a breathy moan and move my hand even lower. From ...ehind me, you can't see exactly where my hand is going but knowing that my fingers are cupping my pussy even if you can't see it turns you on. Slowly, seductively, I slide my pants off and drop them onto the floor. It's only then that you realize I've been walking around without any panties on all day. Picturing how wet my pussy must have gotten. Have you got a problem with that?' I let go of her head and she propped herself on one elbow.'Only a tiny one.' I pulled her face down to mine and flicked my tongue along her tender lips. Her eyelids fluttered and the tip of her tongue slid shyly out to meet mine. I love the first kiss. You learn what a woman is really like when you join your bodies for the first time. I sensed nervous excitement, worry that she wasn't attractive enough, and underneath it a strong swell of sexuality. She was. I knocked myself out.*Hours later after I had some sleep.I started questioning myself again.“Am I fag or something but I like girls?”I still fantasized about Gina and having my cock buried balls deep in her pussy, but what about this other shit?“Fuck, fuck, I’m not a fag I like pussy,” I tried telling myself.“Fuck this,” I ranted to myself and decided to leave the house.I went for a drive.*This nonsense ended once I got back.Gina came over for a visit.She noticed I was staying at home a. The new dress code for the office had been accepted without complaints. Isobel, the petite brunette with large, soft breasts, in charge of Pussy Notice, ran her fingers across her V-shaped pubic hair before a finger disappeared between her pussy lips. I could see her pierced lip-ring glistening with juices. It would be up to us to sell our new look to Mrs. Anderson, the first client with an appointment for the day. Maureen, the Pussy Wetting (production) manager, a true redhead, had a dreamy.