I amazingly stared at the scene and saw that her bald pussy was shining in the morning light and I could clearly see her blackish clitoris from which ...a stream of water spurted. Her pussy was so nice and clean that I amazingly thought that her age minimum 20, but no pubic hair was grown around her pussy. An insane-lady must not shave her pussy.The fat lips with a deep crack were clearly visible from the distance. I was amazed that how beautiful an insane-lady’s pussy! She still sat there at. "Well, you're doing a lousy job," I said, and she fell back against thesofa, giggling. It was almost midnight and the party, such as it hadbeen was winding down. Milly was curled up asleep at one end of thecouch and Melly was stretched out on the floor. Mum was in the kitchenwashing the plates and cutlery and putting them away. The telly wasstill on but it was muted and silent. We had spent that last hour of theevening talking and exchanging barbed insults, but as it was mostlybanter, it was. “That was great. Thanks.”There was a dead silence, a large amount of tension, and awkwardness in the air, well I felt that way.Her facial expression started to drop, as she turned walking back to her uniform on the floor. At the foot of the bed where she had dropped her uniform.“Wait,” I said,“Have you ever had a patron touch you?” I asked as I stepped closer to her.She turned back to me. “No, never. sir”“May I touch you?” Stepping even closer to her.“Yes, sir.”I placed my hand gently on her. “You fancy some music?”I stood up and went to the CD’s.“Something smooth and slinky,” Kerry said. “I feel like dancing and I don’t want to jig about.”I chose a Sarah Vaughan and as soon as I turned back from the CD player, Kerry took my hand and pulled me to her.“Looks like I get the first dance,” she said and pulled me close to her. I was embarrassed. It was slow and smooch and her body writhed against mine, her hips grinding to mine and I knew she could feel my erection. She puuled her.