And when he caught his first glimpse of her bare pubic area, he was immediately struck by the fact that her crotch looked just like it belonged to a little girl. There wasn't one pubic hair anywhere on her slender lower abdomen, or on the outside portion her vulva. And in her current body-position, Lisa's outer pussy amateur lips were so thick and fleshy that they closed up completely to form a long perfectly-vertical slit that effectively hid all of the inner parts of her pussy from view--including her clitoris. Now, John felt like he was really robbing the cradle. Literally. First, it was the pigtail-style hairdo, and the lack of facial makeup. Then, it was the underdeveloped breasts, and the slender boyish hips, covered in little-girl-type panties. And now, he was looking right at a bare, hairless and wrinkle-less pussy mound, that perfectly fit in with the rest of the "little girl motif." John began to wonder if Lisa teen ever even had a monthly menstrual period. But of course, his rational mind kicked in, and told him that she obviously did. Lisa saw the somewhat-horrified look on John's face, as he was finishing up removing her panties from around her ankles, and letting them drop onto the bed, next to her feet. "I hope you like shaved pussies, John," Lisa said, in her own sincere voice. "Well, of course I do," he automatically responded, without really knowing what to say. "It's just that...I've never made love to a...a woman who had a totally-shaved...pussy," he tongue-twistingly replied, while unconsciously gesturing towards his own crotch. Of course, that was a complete lie on John's part. No matter whether John liked it or not, the practice of pussy-shaving had pussy already become very popular with women in the U.S. And during the past year, John had managed to bed at couple least three or four different women who all just happened to have totally-shaved pussies. However, not one of those women's shaved pussies had looked like the type of pussy that one would expect to find between the legs of a little girl. "Oh yeah? Well, you're not going to make love to this woman either," Lisa insisted. "Let's get one thing straight. What we're getting ready to blowjob do right now is not lovemaking. It's pure...raw...sex, John. And you know it! The fact that you're standing here, naked, and looking at my pussy and my tits, tells me that you also want that pure...raw...sex, just as badly as I do." "Touché!" was all John could say to her. Then he began to walk around to the other side of the bed, so that he could climb into bed with Lisa. "Hang on!" she very loudly blurted out, "I still haven't kept my part of the bargain." Lisa paused for a moment, and then turned back into a little girl, right in front of John's eyes. "I still haven't really showed you my...'thing' yet, mister. It had only been one day, but couple it looked like I had been trapped in some POW camp for a month. I didn't fancy being falling down d*unk in front of Bill and his friends. The others looked confused at first, until they realised what it was. I finished feeding the animals then went and got a drink. Frustrated, Sarah twisted and kicked out at her former partner, but amateur narrowly missed. I teen told him “call the delivery people and move new equipment delivery up to tomorrow morning if you can” in order to get the new stuff onsite faster. I could walk near blowjob though not close. - Kraurem?! Cali Purvis Sandy wasn't listening; she had turned to Thomas and had pulled his shorts down freeing his large member. She settled on his other side from Kora, taking his other arm and rubbing her pillowy breasts against him. How could Mom give birth to something as filthy, as perverted, as twisted as him? She was squeezing her tits with both hands, sending milk squirting from her nipples with incredible volume and distance. Ishaan touched my arm discretely and retreated to the side where he joined Mary. “I have strange dreams about you,” he answered, “... and things that you do while you watch your websites when no one is around.” “I'm going to get bred by Daddy!” I hissed, squeezing my shaft down around his cock. Rhonda would never be the same & it was thanks to pussy Sheila & her Master/Son Rocky . Every trip to the conveyor, Emmitt looked up her baggy shorts at her hairy tight pussy.