“That’s ok. I was expecting this. Just let it go Brett”. Brett felt both great relief and a bit guilty at having his release. He lifted up a bit...and saw that he had cum in a big way. “Kim, I’m sorry. I wanted to wait for you but I just couldn’t. I know you need to cum too. How can I help?” Kim giggled and began wiping his cum off her belly. “Silly boy. I know guys can cum quick. Now you can take your time with me. Put your head closer to my vagina and I’ll explain things.” She raised her knees. I went over to kyle got on my knees and pulled down his basketball shorts and pulled out his already hardening dick and balls through his black boxer-briefs. His dick was just about completely hard and he took it in his hand and started slapping me with it on the face after a few smacks he grabbed the back of my head and forced his man meat in my mouth suck that cock bitch he said and I start takin all of it inMy mouth. Kyle was so much better he could smoke play cards and get his rock hard. I hated shaving there, having to … touch … my, my, I still didn’t know what to call myself. Pu – no. Cun – no. Twat – definitely not. I’d reluctantly settled on vulva, taking refuge in the medical term. To make matters worse, other than the dirty hair, it hadn’t changed a bit. I still had a peach of a mound bisected by the tiniest slivers of labia. That it hadn’t changed, that, when hairless, I still looked like me down there, made things a little easier. But the stubble? And I didn’t even have. "Well, if it makes you feel better, some of the working men I photograph are pretty good-looking, too."Ned looked at her soberly. "Toni, I know what you mean. And I like the way you put it. The things we need to look at are things that increase our world-view. It's a mistake to put the wrong spin on those things." He looked back at her. "Tell you what. You take pictures of all the working men, and I'll look at all the teenage girls. Is that a fair division?" No," she smiled, "you need to look.