Big Black Cocks

“Neat.” Elsa said.
“Oooh, sex-eeee!” Cathy smiled, and Diane gave an “o.k.” sign
with her fingers. They were all staring at Janice’s thick mat of
reddish-orange hair that covered her mons. Janice was a true
redhead, with the luck of an Italian mother she inherited none of
the freckles and fair skin problems so many other had.
Diane explained that they had all gone camping after one of their
boyfriends doubted Diane’s natural hair color. They made a bet,
which involved the guys acting as pack mules for the trip if they
lost, and they did, of course. Diane had showed her tiny patch
of pubic hair by stripping in the back of Keith’s van. The girls
had made the guys carry up the heavy stuff, and after dinner,
they’d worn them out.
“All three of your boyfriends agreed to that?” Janice asked.
Elsa giggled, “No, actually Diane doesn’t have one right now, and
Keith is my cousin from Idaho.”
“Kevin’s my boyfriend right now,” Cathy stated, “but we’re not
engaged or anything.”"Well, you were certainly engaged earlier
tonight!” Diane laughed.
Elsa and Cathy laughed too, and Janice smiled.
“I gotta brush out my hair.” Elsa said, standing and moving
quietly over by the tent.