Her hands moved around me, slipping under the panties to cup my bottom, and then eased the back amateur down. Sliding back along my sides, she eased the fabric away, all the while looking up into my eyes. Last of all she came back to the front and slowly lowered the garment off me, the last of it sticking to my wet membranes until peeled away like the skin of some exotic fruit. Ever since then, one of the high points of having sex for me is having my lover take off my panties the first time we make love. The slower and more sensual he or she petite is, the better the sex is afterwards. The act of letting my lover see my vulva for the first time is itself intensely erotic for me. And all this began on that evening with Mila, in the room lit only by an emergency lamp while the rain and wind lashed about outside and the thunder cracked the sky. Mila didn’t actually look at my vulva at first. She slid the panties down my thighs, still slowly and sensually over my knees and down my shins, lifting one foot and then the other to ease it off, her fingernail sliding deliciously down the length of each sole, just enough to curl my toes with the tickle. Then she kissed my knees, quick kisses on one knee and then the other, her kisses trailing up my thighs, left-thigh-right-thigh-left-thigh, before at last arriving at my groin. “Why, Juliana,” she said. “Why did you keep her covered up? She’s beautiful!” Now, I’ve seen my vulva many times – in the mirror and in photos taken by lovers, in an illustration by an artist (about which I’ll talk Hardcore some other time) as well as simply bending over and taking a look – and there’s nothing special about it. It was, at that moment, even further from special, because it was covered by a heavy fuzz of pubic hair. At that time – the turn of the century – waxing or shaving one’s pubic hair wasn’t as common as it is now; Mila was the first girl I’d ever seen with hers totally removed. So, no, my vulva wasn’t beautiful. But she said it in such a way that I believed it. “She’s so beautiful,” she went on. “I’ll bet she tastes as good as she looks.” Darting forward her head like a sparrow, she asian planted a kiss on my labia. Her tongue, skinny that clever little animal, played up and down my cleft, from the top to the point where it turned away tight between my thighs. I shivered and moaned. “That feels good, doesn’t it?” Mila said. Amy looked at me with a wild look then said, “Katie, Aimee this nice man want you to suck his cock.” It enveloped him while branching out, becoming wings and tentacles made of his diabolical power. My skirt was up above my butt and my knees were about a foot apart. When she realized that I had not cum yet, she began asian to bounce back on me with renewed fury. She skinny shook her right wrist, bracelets. "Mm, yes, Michael?" May began to walk, but started to stumble. Fuck!" says Christine, head thrown back in ecstasy. I reached with my mind into the very back of his mouth, clamped on his amateur molar, and tore it from its socket. She applied her mouth back to Amy's clit, and Amy responded in kind. Nicole found the joy that someone actually loves her tits so much. As Kevin and Katie put it, "We want both of them to understand sex as we do, casually fun, uncomplicated, and hopefully then they will not choose to get married TOO early to some jerk just because they have the hots for him!" Rekha: "If I had a secretary like you, I would be really lucky. When tight I raised an eyebrow and nodded, she slid her fingers inside the hem of my jeans and slid them out and pulled the tails of my blouse around me further. “Don’t ask any questions. Ellen was right there watching, "Hell yeah! With that, the door closed behind him. She was more a babysitter than a sister and we tended to get along fine. Her hands clutching a tiny purse in front of her, she walked toward me not looking up, didn’t say hello just walked to the passenger side of my car. She gasped out loud and her hand flew to her mouth in shock. I fucked her pussy she and she took her hands to the ass. I smiled as I answered, “No--that is not correct. I sat in the chair to finish my drink Karan’s eyes were fixed on my cock l whispered to Steph to start playing with Karan, Steph switched on the vibrator and ran it between Karan’s legs she muttered ‘your father is watching’ Steph corrected her saying ‘he’s my step-father’ then kissed Karan, l finished my drink and slipped into the bed compartment Hardcore to lay behind Steph as they kissed l reached over to start playing with Karan’s tits, she was very nervous, but it was only to be expected, but slowly she began to relax. I You begin to cry and I cry with you, it’s such an emotional time. Haley asked. "Ok bitch. He explained that he was going to do a breast and abdominal exam, and for her to let him know if anything petite hurt or was tender at any point during the examination. He increased his speed minute my minute. The morning drags on, mom is away out so I decide to go for a run and then use some of the weights that we have in the garage. It was the most special perfect content feeling ever. She seems to accept that answer, for now at least. She started moaning louder and breathing faster. I told him that I felt a bit set up by Robin. "For fuck's sake," she exclaimed. What did I tell you about kissing Jack, Carole?” It didn't matter who.”