.or maybe she was just simply ready. "It's hot in here" as she pulled the tee shirt over her head and reached around to unhook her bra."Yes it is” ...I took off my polo shirt and, realizing there was no reason to hold back, slid by pants off too. My hard dick appreciated the air around it, as I explored myself. I squeezed its head in such a way to make it stand open, flaming pink when you look inside.And Angie leaned forward to get a better view. "Nice." I want you to see I am clean and have. For the next two days there was no noticeable difference in the appearance of her clitoris, but by Tuesday morning, when Benita woke up, her clitoris looked swollen, yet the soreness sensation had died down a bit. On Wednesday, was when the other change to Benita started to rear its head. While walking down the halls, of the school Benita started to notice and her eyes began to wander to parts of women that they never did before. While she was not checking out other women, not openly or. Her long dark hair was bone straight and her bangs were pinned back on top of her head. Her face was painted perfectly with just enough eye liner to make her big brown eyes pop, and her lips shined with a hint of rose.“Hi daddy,” she beamed when I walked through the door gawking at her majesty. “Hi baby,” I could hardly contain myself, my dick was hard from just the sight of my knock out daughter. “You look amazing?”“You like it?” She shook her tits a little bit and very slowly uncrossed her. I may pay that being of a visit to that being of one of these here neighborhood community soup-kitchens, &/or food-pantries sometime today if I myself being of that of my person, or that being of the person of my same self however said can, or could possibly only wake up in time to get there regardless of certain, or particular rather obnoxious, & scary looking real life monsters of characters within that being of the building where I myself am presently at disrupting, or interrupting that.