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And he burst out laughing so hard, that he completely forgot that he was busy trying to take Lisa's panties off--even though he still had his fingers inside the waistband of Lisa's panties, on either side of her hips. As soon as fetish John regained his composure a little bit, he finally answered Lisa's intentionally-naive little-girl question. "Don't worry, little girl, you'll find out soon enough," he said, while doing a horrible impression of John Wayne's voice and mannerisms. As soon as John heard the words coming out of his own mouth, he knew that he really had no business trying to be funny. But what the hell. The damage was already done now. So John began pulling Lisa's panties down again. And when he caught his first glimpse of her bare pubic area, he was immediately struck by the fact that her crotch looked just like it belonged to a little girl. There wasn't one pubic hair anywhere on her slender lower abdomen, or on the outside portion her vulva. And in her current body-position, Lisa's outer pussy lips were so thick and fleshy that they closed up completely to form a long perfectly-vertical slit that effectively hid all of the inner parts of her pussy from view--including her clitoris. Now, John felt like he was really robbing the cradle. Literally. First, it was the pigtail-style hairdo, and the lack of facial makeup. Then, it was the underdeveloped breasts, and the slender boyish hips, covered in little-girl-type panties. And now, he was looking right at a bare, hairless and wrinkle-less pussy mound, that perfectly fit in with the rest of the "little girl motif." John began to wonder if BDSM Lisa ever even had a monthly menstrual period. But of course, his rational mind kicked in, and told him that she obviously did. Lisa saw the somewhat-horrified look on John's face, as he was finishing up removing her panties from around her ankles, and letting them drop onto the bed, next to her feet. "I hope you like shaved pussies, John," Lisa said, in her own sincere voice. "Well, of course I do," he automatically responded, without really knowing what to say. "It's just that...I've never made love to a...a woman who had a totally-shaved...pussy," he tongue-twistingly replied, while unconsciously gesturing towards his own crotch. Of course, that was a complete lie on John's part. No matter whether John liked it or not, the practice of pussy-shaving had already become very popular with women in the U.S. And during the past year, John had managed to bed at least three or four different women who all just happened to have totally-shaved pussies. However, not one of those women's shaved pussies had looked like the type of pussy that one would expect to find between the legs of a little girl. "Oh yeah? Well, you're not going to make love to this woman either," Lisa insisted. "Let's get one thing straight. What we're getting ready to do right now is not lovemaking. It's pure...raw...sex, John. And you know it! The fact that you're standing here, naked, and looking at my pussy and my tits, tells me that you also want that pure...raw...sex, just as badly as I do." "Touché!" was all John could say to her. Then he began to walk around to spanking the other side of the bed, so that he could climb into bed with Lisa. "Hang on!" she very loudly blurted out, "I still haven't kept my part of the bargain." Lisa paused for a moment, and then turned back into a little girl, right in front of John's eyes. "I still haven't really showed you my...'thing' yet, mister. Why don't you go stand over there," she quietly suggested, while pointing her index finger towards the foot of the bed, "so that you can see my 'thing' better." She then stuck the tip of her pointing-finger into her mouth, and started playfully sucking on it. As domination soon as John was standing girl at the foot of the bed, staring directly at Lisa's crotch, she slowly spread her legs apart and let John get his first good look at her entire closed-up vulva. It continues to grow steadily more rigid, one girl pulse at a time. I'll wake you up and then fuck you, if you've fallen asleep. John started worrying about his front teeth as she put more fetish spanking pressure on his face. “Tony, I think I need some pipe tape. We don't have time to break the training. I was trying to fall asleep but with no luck so I got up and went to get a drink of water from the kitchen. Even the saltiness was not available anymore but the size seemed to be growing. To call them crazy and wash her hands of everything. It was domination incredible. "I uh, she's not really my girlfriend but if I see her again I'll tell her, sorry." "Kinda. The Miss BDSM Texas beauty pageant was streaming live. “God, you’re such a desirable woman,” he told her.