I must say I love shaved pussy.I breathed "Looking very good, Marcia. Don't stop." I pushed down my briefs, and waited. She stared at me, then pushed ...hers down. Her cunt had pronounced firm lips which were damp, and went straight down about an inch. I sunk down to my knees, and held my arms out to her. I whispered again, "Bring it to me Baby." Her face lit with passion and she took three steps toward me as I tilted my head up, right at the level of her hips. As she got so near I smelled her. Would that embarrass you, Cecilia?"He looked down. "I... Yes, Mistress Tate." I'm sure you'd come anyway," she laughed. "Now, if I see any moresigns of you jerking off without my permission, there will be seriousconsequences. Do you understand?" Yes, Mistress Tate." And don't think you're not being punished for sniffing my panties,little missy, because you are," she added. "You'll find that out whenyou ask for my permission to masturbate."Besides being fun, this sort of treatment proved very. She parted her long silky legs, revealing her neither region. It was a trimmed brown bush of curls with a slightly open gash underneath. She then placed two fingers in a 'V' and spread open her pussy lips to show her moist interior. My hand was on my cock without a second thought and I stimulated myself as she began rubbing her delicate folds with her fingers. I was only feet away but could already smell the same sent emanating from her as I'd smelt on her panties."What do you think of my. Images of various sexual positions with one or more partners come to mind. "One-way?" I jerk my head up to meet the surly eyes of the ticket-taker. "Yes," I say, and pay for the ticket. It's expensive. I entertain ideas of suggesting that he sit down for a blowjob in exchange for a free ride. I decide against it, just in time. I look around. There's an elderly woman rows ahead of me, organizing the contents of her purse, a task that looks more than formidable. There is a businessman in the.