Dani's fingers knew what they were doing; like riding a bike, long denied memories of pleasures came back to her so automatically. Her mind drifted a bit, even as she expertly massaged and teased her daughter's intimate zones. The sorority in college, where her "pledge mistress" taught her all the secrets of female sexual pleasuring... And the following years where Dani passed on her knowledge to a succession of underclasswomen and random lovers. Why had she given up this joy? she wondered. Of course, for James. It only took a few years out of school for Danica to discover she wasn't meant for the life of a wage slave. James was handsome, young, rich, and didn't care about her past. And he was well equipped and eager to be taught how to use his gifts well. He had given her security, love, a home, family, and a life of ease. She had given him mind-blowing pleasure, and gotten plenty for herself as well. A very successful merger indeed. They had mutually promised each other to be faithful, and Dani was as true to her word as she was sure James had been.
"I know how good it feels, Jenny," she said softly. Could it be her daughter had not yet discovered the joys of masturbation, she wondered. Dani smiled slyly, thinking she had surely gotten the lesson now. Even as her fingers concentrated on rubbing the lather into Jenny's pussy hair, other fingers were stroking her labia, sliding up to flicker over the girl's clit, sliding down to tease and spiral just at the tight petals of her entrance. She loved seeing another neophyte helplessly mewing at her hands, just like the girls she had "pledge-mistressed" at the sorority.
Focus, she suddenly ordered herself silently. "I'm gonna have to... stop... for a bit," she said sympathetically to Jenny. "We need to get the shaving done." Her hand lay lightly on Jenny's mons while she reached to pick up the razor. She pressed up with her thighs to raise Jenny's abdomen above the surface of the tub. "Now hold still," she cautioned, and began to run the razor across and down her daughter's pelvis. Each stroke she had to dip the razor in the water to rinse away the accumulated hairs she was shaving off.
She started near the waistline and gradually shaved closer and closer to Jenny's parted folds. Dani was especially careful as she sliced away stray hairs that marked the lips themselves. At one point she dribbled water to clear away suds for an inspection, then lathered her up again to get at the few follicles she might have missed, leaving behind smooth skin.
"That should do it," she said, almost cooing. She was now running her fingers around Jenny's vulva, finding the baby-soft flesh irresistable to touch. And touch some more. "How does that feel?" she said in nearly a seductive whisper, her warm breath brushing over Jenny's belly and thighs.