I mean it wasn't something that was trimmed or even shaven it was aclassic bush that needed to be trimmed or shaved within an inch of itslife. Now yo...'re wondering why as the user of the rock didn't just makeit go away? Well to start with I didn't think about it when I changedmyself into a woman and for another I decided this was going to be myfirst attempt at shaving myself as a woman. "Well first things first."I said to my bush.I grabbed my electric bread trimmer and took the trimmer clip. I thought he was really full of shit about that but it was exciting and even though my hand was a mess, I put it in my lap and he handed me a paper towel or napkin and I cleaned it off.It was still all over his dick and it kind of made it shiny in the dim light. He asked me if I would like to put my mouth on it and I said no. He said that all girls do that and I should try to do it too. I was scared but leaned over and put it to my lips some. I could feel the wet on them and he put his hand on. Licking your lips you take me into your mouth and suck my cock in to you as far as you can , gently teaseing my balls as I run my fingers through your soft hair . the hunger inside of you takes over and you draw my cock deeper into your throat , milking my shaft with your mouth , coaching my cum out of my balls with your fingers When you make me cum in your mouth you suck like no tommorow draining me completly and swallow slowly , enjoying the sweet taste of my love , and let your tummy be. Hating myself, wanting to be like the popular girls, the pretty ones and knowing they boys would one day know, know what I needed and they start raping me, I'd be blowing lines of men and boys, playing the whore. Fearing I'd be molested and fearing more I wouldn't be. Then Samantha told me her solution, it works she is free now, free to love you, free of fear and free of the threat. If I am your slave Daddy, I am free, freer then other girls". And Nora was crying, tears rolling down her.