Jennifer could smell not only the odor
of the adult woman’s sexually stimulated pussy but her perfume
too. Linda offered to introduce her to Angelina. It was
soon glowing with heat. By the pail moonlight she
could see that her areola was larger and darker than her own. Her flesh
was a pink as her daughter’s and while her pubic hair was
thicker and a darker shade of brown than Linda’s her labia were
visible hanging slightly below the tangled mass of hair. The girl’s were
full of life and as noisy as a marching band tuning their
instruments. She would someday be as full figured as her
mother but right now she had a nice handful of newly swelling
flesh. She bent over and smelled it again. It looked as if
it was pointing towards the opening between her legs. She
unbuttoned the top of her dress and unhooked her bra.
