She looked down at her pussy, expecting to see raw, torn flesh, maybe even spurting arterial bleeding. What she saw was her perfectly normal, though n...w gaping open pussy. There was a little tint of red, mostly around the bottom of her slit. There was so little feeling that she was afraid something had been injured and her hand flashed to her pussy. When her finger hit her clit and a tingle of sexual thrill shot through her she heaved a sigh of relief. She looked up to see her Uncle Bob leaning. Combing the hair apart with wet fingers she started working on the hidden pink folds between Kay's thick outer lips spreading her open and showing first her thick clit then finding her almost hidden pee hole and opening it with a gentle twist of a finger nail. Kay was starting to get interested, moaning a little and pushing her hairy mound against Kim's hand. Finally she spread the lips wide open to show a virgin cunt much tighter than Kims which would easily take four fingers and (she said). Still, never before had I been trying so hard *not* to gush and yet done it anyway. Maybe, I thought, I could actually do it again--especially after the excitement of appearing in public in my new bathing-dress!"I don't know," I murmured to Lindie. "I could give it a try."I cleaned off my gushy thighs and put my bathing-dress on again, this time without hiding my now-deflated little lingam between my thighs; the little skirt hid it quite well enough in any event. Lindie put her bathing-dress on. . that's..." she lifted her head and she was blushing. "I can't ... I mean ... Oh..." It's okay, Tania – you don't have to. It's just that I thought we were getting to be friends."The blush darkened. "Thank you." It was barely more than a whisper. There was a sort of tension in the air as we finished, but then Tania went to the fridge and extracted a chocolate mousse. "Made this, too." Wow!" It, too, was excellent. Normally, I'm not enthusiastic about such things; I like solid puddings, pies,.