Those first impressions taught me that a woman's bush not only gave her pussy a unique personality, but functioned as a badge of her maturity and powe... as well.And then came the dark times. When I was finally old enough to start dating and having sex with women, fashions had changed and shaved slits became all the rage. As excited as I was to finally be having sex and to no longer be merely beating my meat to a centerfold pull-out, the beardless clams I encountered left me utterly. Please...I must answer its my son I'm sure...please....let me answer it...I can't have him catch me like this....sir...please". she begged and pleaded all to Matt's approval.Matt took her phone and slid it into the cabinet so she could reach it. He was gambling on her not calling the cops or the fire dept, if she called he would certainly know and could just leave, if not, then his plan was going to work just as his mind was planning it."Oh thank you....it's..it's my son....he texted me...I. ‘Ohhhhh…’ she moans in a sultry voice, ‘You’re a stud! I could let you fuck me for hours!’ ‘I could fuck you for hours!’ I respond. ‘I love the way you look, I love the way you smell, I love the way you make me feel, I love the way you fuck me, I love everything about you!’ ‘You do?’ ‘Yes, I do!’ I answer in a quiet voice. ‘You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever been with, and I’m glad I met you.’ My arms are starting to get tired, and I stop my machine-like action. Her pussy clings to my cock like. I bought a full set of colorful dildos in increasing increments of size and plenty of lubricant.When I got home in the morning I set up the extra bedroom as a photo studio. I painted the inside of the window black and hung up six florescent light fixtures to illuminate the room nicely. I hung up four backdrops that I bought off a photographer friend that no longer used them. He highly recommended taking pictures in the great outdoors instead of cooped up inside. That was a very good idea but.