"Don't stop, Jubal," Mama said, her voice barely more than a whisper. She lifted for a second off the bed, and her hands shucked the white panties off her hips and down her thighs. They pooled at her feet on the floor.

Mama sat naked before me. I sat, too, not moving.

Mama parted her legs, and my gaze drifted downward.

A luxuriant brown thicket of fur emerged at the junction of her pale legs. Beyond the hair, obscured but not hidden, lay the lush lips of her pussy. I had never seen anything like it. The few girls I'd been with had been shaven or closely trimmed. Mama's bush,...