Photo Shoot

"See how on mine you can clearly see all my folds of flesh," she said, spreading her outer lips with two fingers. Her pussy was also glistening wet. "Then I shave the top up here, like a crew cut. I’d prefer you just do it in simple triangle like mine."

"Have…you ever…been in one of your books like that," I mumbled out, not taking my eyes of her juicy core. "I’ve never really looked at another girl like that before. You’re…beautiful."

"Thank you, darling, you’re sweet," she said spreading her outer lips again with both hands. "The problem is with me that my labia majora, the inner lips here, are too wrinkled and droop outside my outer lips. See?"

I had to have been drooling. I don’t think I’ve ever looked at another person, much less another female with so much lust. My own pussy was just on fire. I started to mutter something when, just as casually as when she took them off, Victoria retrieved her panties and slid them back over her hips. Straightening out her kimono, she handed me a bottle of after-shave balm.

I had to shake my head to release my clouded mind from its haze. I thanked her and gently applied my engorged vulva with the cool liquid. I’d never felt myself so open and swollen like this, like a bitch in heat. I don’t know if it was from the shaving or the show or what.

Victoria smiled and told me I’d need at least another 45 minutes before I’d be photo ready down there and suggested we take a stroll outside in her garden. It made sense, seeing that my private parts must have razor marks and such. Victoria turned and left the room, saying I could take my time getting dressed and meet her on the patio off from the living room.

To be continued...