She gently parted Cathy's legs and kissed the top portion of Cathy's Mons pubis, capturing the sparse strands of hair and pulling them gently with her...teeth. Cathy's legs opened, unbidden, to reveal the full beauty of her womanhood. Her Mons was only a tiny bit larger than her own. She secretly envied the girls who had the larger, softer, Mons than her own. She heard the boys talk about the girls who had a "fat" pussy, and how soft they were. Nobody, though, had ever complained about her. Most. Moving on a year I had met and married Dan, it didn't take long for me to discover that Dan was infact an avid voyuer, when we where out he would notice things like ladies in see though tops, skirts or dresses which where a little too short and he would always comment as to how great I'd look wearing something like that. I would always laugh it off and change the subject much to Dans displeasure.By now we'd brought our own home and I recall one night we where making love in the bedroom, all. I was then fourteen years old and still a virgin. Haley was not, at least according to her. She had a yardstick hanging in her bedroom and she would notch the next inch as a way of keeping track of her conquests. One side was notched for every cock that had entered her mouth and the other side was notched for every cock that had entered her pussy. Some boys had fucked her more than once but they still only got one notch. The last time I checked she had ten in her mouth and nineteen in her. Quickly, I kicked his kneecap, kneedhim in the groin, and I ran the palm of my hand into his nose and bloodran out. I ran to several nearby police officers and got ones attentionand said, "I am an American citizen. I ask for asylum. This man hasattacked me and will attack me in America. I do not want to go back toAmerica. I ask for asylum."Well, after I asked for asylum I was taken to a police station andsense I was an American they brought a English translator in totranslate and I gave my.