When he had removed her clothes, she tentatively bent her knees slightly and spread her legs. Between them, the delicate folds and fluffy lips of her pussy shimmered lightly with the juices from her orgasm below a thin landing strip of dark hairs. Looking up at him standing beside the bed, his eyes devouring her in a way that reminded her of his father, her nerves tingled excitedly and a new surge of naughty waves made her momentarily consider removing her shirt to show him her breasts. But her moral side declared that this was somehow a step too far and that it wasn't necessary for what was about to...