And certainly very desirable.I got her to lie down on the bed. I knelt on the floor next to the bed and leaned in for a soft and very gentle kiss on h...r lips. Just a little peck. Now I could not resist any longer. I wanted to make this bride happy. I reached out to her beautiful knickers and rubbed her crotch. I was very surprised to find her fully erect. Just what I needed. I rubbed her clit through the soft satiny material. She groaned and smiled and I also realised what she meant by getting. But that didn’t exclude a sexual response; far from it. And she didn’t find the scar off-putting. She actually felt a warm glow of love (what other word was there?) for this scar, this “disfigurement”. Neither was it pity; not at all. It was very confusing for her, but somehow it was as if she thrilled with an overpowering desire for what she could only think of as the “reality” which this woman conveyed; so different from the “bimbo” model image which was so familiar. All shyness gone, Helen. Maybe his step-s****r can help him out!’ She pulled down the covers. Justin lay on his back, his cute round ass pressed against the sheets, his stiff cock was protruding from a sparse patch of golden pubic hair. Janet pulled off her shirt to show her pretty, round breasts. She squirmed out of her panties to reveal her moist slit. Justin stared at her speechless as she said, ‘I guess that b*****rs and s****rs aren’t supposed to do it with each other, but you’re so cute and I am so horny. As. "Now let my hair downand style me so we can be ready when they call for us."She sat in the chair I had occupied and I unrolled her soft curls. Ifelt I would explode at any moment, feeling her hair in my fingers. Herhair held over thirty Velcro rollers thatI gently pulled from her head to produce soft ringlets that covered herentire head.I brushed her hair into smooth waves as she asked me to, and which I didrather reluctantly, I loved her curls!"Thank you sweetie," she gushed, kissing me.