Using her fingers, she parts the lips ever so slightly. “You see, Chuka, clitoris here, outer labia here, inner labia here, and the actual opening t... my vagina is … here. You should be able to see the swelling and arousal, and the wetness of my secretions, very clearly.”Oh, he can see clearly, all right.Chuka, I suspect that most of the girls in the netball team remove all their pubic hair. It is the fashion these days. You should not believe the myth that female pubic hair is ugly or. I knew I liked girls when I was in high school because I would get all tingly in the girl’s locker room after gym and softball practice. But I did not know what to do about it. I dated boys because all the other girls did. That’s what girls were expected to do. I probably should not tell you this, but I even let a couple of them get to second base.”Beth seemed to relax a little, “Oh, Mom, that’s so funny to think of you with a guy.”“Then you are going to think this is hilarious. In college, I. This story is of masturbation with me. This was a time when my girlfriend and I took a trip to the beach with one of my best friends and his wife, Sita (name change). He invited us to go with them and stay at his parent’s condo in karjat, so, being his guest, I felt obligated to keep my mouth shut about Sita’s incessant complaining and whining. Though she was bodacious good-looking, how he managed to endure her bitchiness and marry her was beyond me, until what I learned during our. As much as you are,” I said pointing at the large bulge in his pants.“I ... Um...”“It’s ok, daddy.” I think calling him daddy was playing havoc on him, teasing him like crazy. And truthfully I was having a ball doing it. “Why don’t you come and have a closer look. I know you want to.” I let my finger trail a line up my slit, purposely drawing my father’s eyes down to my pussy. Lighting seemed to explode from where my fingers were brushing my wet lips. I dipped my fingers into my slit, fingering.