I see you staring between my legs. What’s wrong? Never seen a girl with pubs for days? I did try shaving once, but it just wasn’t the same. I love running my fingers through my soft pubs, before I start playing with my warm, soft pussy.
It’s late and all my friends are sleeping. I love slumber parties, but sometimes I can’t sleep in a bed that isn’t mine. I go downstairs to get something to drink, but you are watching the news. I sit across from you and we chat a little. I see you watching me, I see where your eyes are. I let my robe fall open and I sit in a way I am told isn’t lady-like. When our eyes meet, you seem embarrassed.
I invite you to touch it. Rub your fingers lightly over my big, soft bush. I hope it feels as good to you as it does to me. Want a real treat? Bury your face in my musky smelling pubs. Give it a try, see just what you are missing.
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Written By: Emily
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