I moved my mouth in and around her twat, kissing and sucking it as much as I possibly could. Bridget screamed as she orgasmed. I gasped as I felt her ...quirt a wave of warm cum all over my face. Once Bridget had finished cumming, she rubbed her boobs all over my face and collected the cum right off of it. After she finished, Bridget stared at her perfect rack. She smiled. As it turned out, she had produced enough cum to cover her naturally big boobs. “Now you can taste it,” she told me. I smiled. We got close in sixth grade. One day on the way to PE she coaxed me to finally say the word fuck. When it came to fucking I got the job done years before she did. We were a pair. That summer we radically changed our appearance. Aunt jonell was mortified that I bought school clothes at goodwill. No matter what we did it would have been impossible not to know we were different. Girls didn’t dress the way we did. It was the peak of grunge. It was a sea of nirvana shirts and boys with long. And he was always careful to follow my natural skin folds to minimize the appearance of the scar.” “She’s right. I have to look pretty hard to find them when I’m giving her a tongue bath.” I was being more than a little naughty and winked. We all chuckled at my crudeness. Rachelle gave me a funny look as if she wanted to see my crude remark and raise it one more. “Well I’m tired of talking about it. Why don’t I let you all decide for yourselves.” Rachelle suddenly stood up and pulled off the. . ?”“Well Cecily said she had a lot of hair down there and I said I had some, so we compared ... it was funny and cool ... you know like ... to see each others ... She has ginormous, sort of flaps, you know, down there ... Yuck! On her min...”Cunt, I nearly interrupted. But did erupt. “You compared??” Shit! Girls these days, receiving a big definite nod and grin. I put the flaps issue to one side. “So then what? I suppose you shaved all yours off to be cool?” I jested. FUCK!!!!!My daughter said.