There wasn't much to shave. It had only been a few days, certainly less than a week since the last time she had been out so she didn't have more than ...tubble down there and soon that was gone too, disappearing down the drain.Caressing her now smooth pubes, she checked for any remaining stubble. The Old Woman would not allow anything less than a perfectly bare vulva as she had learned long ago, the hard way, through pain. She allowed her fingers to tease her clit briefly but was careful to not. So this is not about me as an adult having sex with a minor. We were all minors when we had sex and it was consensual. The third virgin I had was a legal adult as was I but we were very young.This story is about the very first virgin I had.Her name was Faith. Faith her mom and younger sister were in a shelter for battered women in the city I lived in. My mom, myself and sister were in the same shelter. Faith and I were a year apart in age. She was 14 I was 15. All of the other k**s were much. I had to admit it, he was extremely handsome. As he took off his robe, I saw his powerful muscular body. He was so much bigger than me, I felt like a girl beside him--- perhaps, in retrospect, too much like a girl.We struck up a conversation. His name was Jim, he said, and he was here on business.As usual at that time in my life, I wasted no time telling d him all about my breakup with Wendy. He seemed quite sympathetic and interested, leaning forward and offering me advice. As he made his. She looked back at me mischievously, like the cat that swallowed the canary, and said "Looks like you don't mind sharing your cum with me either, look at you dripping more cum for us to share." Then she pushed against my ass some more and I was rolling into a tight ball. She had me in a wrestling type position. My cock was now dripping between my nipples, and only a couple of inches from my mouth. I think if I was more limber she would have pushed my cock into my mouth, but I was bent as far as.