Bi-Sexual Female / 58
I Found That Old Hustler And Waves Of Memories Followed
When I got to college I got a job as a waitress at this German Austrian restaurant, with the busty beer garten outfit. I have the boobs for it, the other girl did too, except she was authentic Austrian. The tips were higher than anywhere else I had waitressed, beer and boobs sell.
After work one Saturday night she invited me to her trailer for a 'party'. She had a dozen Hustler magazines lying around. With a beer in hand she sat me down to look at a Hustler edition, a girl wrapped up by a snake, her boobs prominently exposed, but Anita focused on her bushy pussy.
Picture after picture, licking her finger running it over the naked pussies. She held me down on the couch trying to kiss me, her hand reaching between my legs. Not a stranger to kissing with a girl, but not used to being forced into it I pushed back. I lasted a half minute, she had me in a grip with my arm behind my back offering her my pussy.
The next hour we spent in the shower with a razor in our hands shaving off any exposed pubes and leg hair. Washed down with rosewater we got down to eating. For me my experience was with younger girls, not a well used 28 year old pussy. We woke up naked, with several Hustler's on the bed.
I went to college for the college experience, I spent my first year with my boobs half exposed and eating pussy. She moved to Colorado, leaving me my favorite Hustler magazine. It's hard to reconcile that the Hustler girl's boobs are still perfect and my boobs aren't holding up like they used too. It's been forty years and my pussy misses those sweet rosewater kisses.
After work one Saturday night she invited me to her trailer for a 'party'. She had a dozen Hustler magazines lying around. With a beer in hand she sat me down to look at a Hustler edition, a girl wrapped up by a snake, her boobs prominently exposed, but Anita focused on her bushy pussy.
Picture after picture, licking her finger running it over the naked pussies. She held me down on the couch trying to kiss me, her hand reaching between my legs. Not a stranger to kissing with a girl, but not used to being forced into it I pushed back. I lasted a half minute, she had me in a grip with my arm behind my back offering her my pussy.
The next hour we spent in the shower with a razor in our hands shaving off any exposed pubes and leg hair. Washed down with rosewater we got down to eating. For me my experience was with younger girls, not a well used 28 year old pussy. We woke up naked, with several Hustler's on the bed.
I went to college for the college experience, I spent my first year with my boobs half exposed and eating pussy. She moved to Colorado, leaving me my favorite Hustler magazine. It's hard to reconcile that the Hustler girl's boobs are still perfect and my boobs aren't holding up like they used too. It's been forty years and my pussy misses those sweet rosewater kisses.
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