" I've got some hair there too but you can't see mine like I can see yours." It's just because I have more and it's darker. Yours is probably fair." D...esn't it feel funny having a lot of hair there?" I asked."No" she said, "you get used to it. Would you like to feel the hair?"I blushed deeply. "No, that would be dirty of me" Oh it's OK, there's only us girls here and I know you're curious. Come on, nobody will know." I dropped my skirt back in place and despite myself I went closer to her. She. Her rigorous and faithful workout routines worked their magic through the years and kept her tight, buff and voluptuous. She was a splendor of grace, from her alabaster neck, to her delicate ankles, and adorable dainty feet, (where he noticed her careful and creative toenail painting). He loved a woman who attended to the finer details like that. In fact he couldn't help but notice the new jewelry she wore each time he visited - always in perfect harmony with her outfits and skin. She was a. Wait until I get him alone, I thought. I will fuck him like he's never been fucked. Just about then, I felt my wet panties being pulled down and I knew Micha was sniffing them. It was then that, Lana asked about directions to the new civic center where I had attended a show the evening before. I began......"you take the 675 exit downtown" and then there was a sharp intake of breath..........his finger was spreading my lips wide, and then I felt his hot tongue prodding,. The knocks came much harder and much faster this time, with Ashley's urgency shining through. "Come in!" came a voice from somewhere deep within the entrance, and Ashley pushed the door open. It was an extravagant ballroom, with two stairs to either side which leads upstairs to a balcony, and doors at the left and right of the stairs. Dead center in the balcony stood a rich-looking man, wearing a tastefully old-fashioned suit, with a fine walking stick in his hand."Welcome, welcome!" he.