My troublesome profile-wrecking cock hadvanished. In its place was a perfectly-shaped andexpertly-trimmed vagina, smooth to the touch withonly the tin...est vertical line of pussy hair leadingdown to the forbidden lands.Right about now I lost all control and began tomolest myself with little squeals of delight. Iwanted to touch every square inch of this new bodyall at once. I started in the mirror, swaying alittle bit as I began to take all of this in. Everysecond that went by made me feel sexier. She was standing there! She shouted from outside... open thedoor... don't be shy... my good girl! What was I to do??? If I allowedher in she would embarrass me. But if I didn't, there was a risk thatshe could tell this to my parents. The latter would have beendangerous.I decided to open the door. She came in and I closed the door behindher. She went and sat in the sofa. She suddenly said, "Preeti, get me aglass of water." I was sure she called me Preeti. I obeyed her. I gaveher a glass of. You like it don't you, you dirty bastard?" I grunted in pleasure as her wet hand gently stroked the end of my cock. K-- rose and lay back on her bed. She opened her legs wide, pulling her thong over to reveal fat pussy lips with a small landing strip of short black hair above them. Her hole was already wet, and her fingers glistened as she pushed them in and out. "Stick that dirty cock in here, right now," she commanded, lifting her legs right up near her head. I obliged, marvelling at how. I sat, put my portfolio down, accepted her hospitality and sipped a glass of cool water she gave me while she went on to explain the rent, the division of responsibilities, the living arrangements, all the while dropping the 411 about the neighbors and the neighborhood all in the same breath! I had to laugh because she was so thorough and talking so fast! But I managed to keep up and even get a word in edgewise. Momentarily she excused herself and walked out of the room then returned with a.