She remembered feeling grown up when her own coochie had begun to develop its fuzzy fringe. That was over a year ago and there still wasn't very much ...there. It was only a month or so since her mother had showed her how to shave her legs and underarms. The thought that Ginny also shaved between her legs had made her kitty twitch.Elizabeth's hand had begun to lightly drum on her mound through her shorts as she thought about that day long ago.She'd been embarrassed by her childish one piece suit. "Mr. Ben-Artsi finished doctoring his cup of coffee and extended his hands, palms up, across the table, "Waylon, with our preliminary business out of the way, perhaps it's time we discussed the rest?" How should we start?" What does Freehold want most?"Waylon finished stirring his coffee and placed the spoon on the saucer while he formulated his response. "Landing rights for our space program, or our suborbital flights, if an emergency were to arise." And in return?" In return we would offer. When I felt the timing was right, I asked her if she wanted to play a game. The one which I pretend to be a stranger when were in the park.The game where Mel puts on a blindfold and waits in the nude with her ass in the air for someone to come along and use her the way they see fit, and doesn't know who is inside her.Ooh yeah. Mel jumped up to go to the closet to get out the blindfold which was in the overnight bag. My heart almost jumped though my mouth. I threw her back on the bed and told. She stepped out of the tiny garment and he carried it over to me. "Open up." he commanded and he stuffed my wife's panties into my mouth. Her panties were soaked. At first I thought she must have peed, but then I realized the strong scent wasn't pee, it was her excitement. They weren't damp. They were drenched. I squeezed my tongue against my teeth and had to swallow there was so much liquid. Jaymes ripped off a piece of duct tape and taped my mouth shut with my wife's soaked panties.