Bushy pussy Stories

I have always been friends with Ann. We grew up together and dated occasionally. I wanted more from her, but it wasn’t meant to be. She was a good Catholic girl, and I respected the boundaries she had always set up. We “made out” more than a couple of times, but the furthest I ever got with her was groping her fleshy breasts with a bra and a blouse between us before she stopped me. After high school, we slowly drifted awa...