She smiled and said she wanted me to get a lesson in pussy. She said she wanted me to know how a pussy looked, smelled, tasted and, more importantly, ...she said she wanted to teach me how a pussy felt when I was fucking it. She said she had already trimmed her pubic hair. Then, after applying a bit of the shaving cream, Kathy invited me to shave her pussy.Once the hair was gone, Kathy looked downright virginal, and this was where the fun began. She explained how all women masturbated and. Rob's suggestion to think about an alternative way to assess new manuscripts seemed like it had potential as a topic.His comment to Rob on Thursday came back to him, about authors spending hundreds, even thousands of hours working on a manuscript, to only have it rejected out of hand with little real consideration, sometimes possibly because the reader was just in a bad mood or didn't like or know enough about this type of story. Granted, a lot of the crap that came through the slush pile was. Without comment, I reached for his wastebasket. He had filled it higher than ever before."I left a little on top."My eyes involuntarily glanced at it. In front of me, my son's prick re-inflated. Quickly or slowly, I could not tell. My sense of time was lost to me. The first thing I realized was, I was still leaning over. My son looked as content as a monk before the Buddha."Bring it back, quickly, Mom." He reached for his hard-on.I fled, spilling one or two tissues behind me. When I returned,. I push my hips and my cock slides all the way in as she moans. Am I hurting her or what, when my aunt says softly that I need to pull out a little and then push back. She grabs my hips from behind as she shows me how. I start slowly doing this as this person moans and moans and moves around and all of a sudden she pees on me, I think its pee. Oh my god she says and she goes some more. My aunt says for me to keep doing this put start to do it faster and deeper. I start and now I am feeling.