Pleasure spread through my body, starting at my nethers and rolling outward. It was all I could do to stop myself from bucking as my loins took fire. “Oh, God, YES!” I whispered, touching the back of Kirsty’s blonde head, and she looked up to me with intense eyes and a wicked grin.A short while later, she was done. To my astonishment, there was no stubble, no greying from the roots of my dark hairs, just child-like smoothness. Kirsty put down the shaver, but stayed where she was, about 6 inches from my vulva. Unlike hers, it did not protrude, seeming like just a short, smooth slit in my skin. “You have a beautiful pussy,” she murmured, and before I could respond, she leaned forward and kissed it. I gasped, but it felt so good that I smiled when she looked up, and nodded. She nodded back, stuck out her tongue, and started licking with fervour.It was incredible. She would tease apart my vagina lips with her tongue, find the nub at the top, and suck it between her glistening lips. Then. ” She kissed me and settled down in my arms, raising her face to bask in the sunlight.We stayed like that until we heard a car pull up in the drive. We walked around the front of the house to see a taxi pulling away and Clive and Sally standing there. I’d forgotten that they had taken a taxi home last night, so they needed to collect their cars, hers and the BMW I’d given, well sold to them last night. Clive put his golf clubs in the boot of the BMW and we said hello and goodbye. Sally told him she’d see him at home this evening and with a smile a mile wide and a throaty roar, he disappeared down the drive. As soon as he’d gone, she was in my arms, hugging and kissing me.Then she turned to Mila and hugged her. “Was he as good as I told you he was?” She asked.“Even better.”“Oh, I’m jealous.”I asked suspiciously, “Is there something the pair of you would like to tell me?”Sally smiled and taking my hand, led me back to the kitchen, stifling any questions I tried to ask. They sat me down.
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