As soon as I removed her panty I saw a curly haired bush covering her cute and puff pussy. I smelled the panty…Ohh it was so nice. Then made her lie...on bed . She was just co operating and enjoying what am doing. Cause she has never experienced this in her life.Then I went closer and smelled her hairy pussy. (let me tell you am a passionate lover, a love everything about women’s body. I love doing kinky stuff. Thats gives additional sex drive and enjoyment.)The smell of her pussy was mix of. Casey's cute face got really blushing red, and let out moans even she tried her best to suppress her voice. Not too long after, he raised his head and said "you’re so wet". Casey kept her eyes closed and passively submitted herself to a stranger she didn’t even know.I asked him if he’d use the condom, he replied that he did not use them. "I cannot knock up a woman if I use a rubber." I stood there like an idiot, thought this could be a big mistake I made for the woman I love.He climbed between. " What are Rachel's folks like?" Oh, her mom's a mom. She came here as a student and married Rachel's dad. He's quiet and modest, but my dad says he's very good. He's in hydrology and worries about the water supplies of the future in Australia. He has several truly notable ancestors." Oh?" He's Charles Stuart Eyre. His grandfather was one of John Eyre's sons. And his mother's grandfather was one of John McDouall Stuart's older brothers. They've just moved to Canberra; he's head or chief. Have some shame and cover yourself. You look like a downright whore.’ Her face, usually so kind and matriarchal, was twisted in a disgusted scowl as she turned to leave. Monica was mortified and felt almost as if she had been spit on right in her face. The humiliation, however, sent a jolt of nervous energy straight down between Monica’s legs, and she sighed as she felt herself becoming wet again. Her day, soon after that, was thankfully over. But for Monica, the fun was just beginning. She.