Bambi's exquisite, c-cup breastswere blessed with large peachy areolas which each framed a large pink nipple,almost absurd in scale. Her firm, round, ...eart-shaped, bottom was almost intoxicatingto behold. But without a doubt, the most valuable of all Bambi's physical assetswas her face. Her big blue eyes and pouting lips had mastered the expressionsshe had patented in amassing her arsenal. From the time that the string bean-like, awkward girl began to develop andmature, Bambi observed how her. She was wet and warm on my dick and felt so good. I could feel her climax as my shaft sprayed a full prostate’s contents on her cervix. As I calmed down I realized how different her pussy felt than other ones I had visited. The main gripping was at the entrance and the part of me deeper could move around in a loose space, bumping against her cervix and pussy walls. I reasoned that her childbirth had stretched her vagina and the deliverer could not make it tight again. No matter, it was a pussy. "Alright, Sarah," Kate said to indicate that the break was over. "You'regetting it down pretty well. I want you to start singing during eachattempt now. Can you do that for me?" Yes," I replied. But now I felt nervous. Kate had told me a number oftimes by this point just how natural I was as a dancer, but I stillwasn't sure I believed her. Trying to combine the sometimes complexchoreography with singing was something that I wasn't sure I was goingto be able to do easily.We lined up once more,. But as she stood up with her arms full of books and homework, other than a strange look in her eyes, she looked and acted perfectly normal as she walked towards the door.“See you tomorrow,” she said as she walked out.“Yeah, see ya,” I responded.My mind would not let the picture go of my daughter sitting on Katy’s lap with her legs spread out on either side of her lap and Katy’s hand buried deep up Maggie’s night gown. I know what it was doing up there, it was playing with her bare little.