All the time. Especially at night when I used her gifted panties to masturbate, thinking of her youthful sexuality. Her gorgeous little pink nippled t...its, her soft little virgin pussy, her incredibly tight asshole!But summer turns to fall and pretty soon Thanksgiving was coming up. It was our turn to visit the Roberts for the big feast and, of course I was eagerly anticipating seeing little Mary again. I couldn't help but think of the sultry look on her teen aged face as she slipped me her. Anyway, so as I was sitting there with my beautiful girlfriend whohappened to have a bigger cock than I did, when she suddenly started torub my thigh. I looked over at her and she was giving me a look thatmade it very clear she was feeling, shall we say, "romantic". Afterflashing a shy smile, she leaned in to give me a kiss and even slippedin a little tongue. After we had made out for a bit I opened my eyesand she then gave me a new look that made it VERY clear she was makinga move on me!I. Then I realised that I could no longer grow a beard - nor in fact would my eyebrows ever look less than extremely feminine or my legs or body grow any more hair. Such fears were eventually dissipated by realising I no longer wanted body hair, nor did I want any unsightly bulges in my super-tight latex panties. My mind began fantasising how I could even wear a bikini on a beach now - and look good in it! The thoughts were satisfying.I was aware of a low conversation between the two women but had. It had surprised me when Rosita joined us, but I was beginning to get the idea that she was more than a housekeeper. Mitch seemed almost affectionate toward her and Cinnamon treated her like a real mother, which for the mother of a teenager is a lot like being a maid slash housekeeper anyway. I wondered what the story was on Cinnamon's real, make that biological, mother. I wasn't going to ask, though my ears would perk up if one of the girls did.My other surprise was dinner. I expected Mexican..