She said she will shave it. She went to the kitchen and came back with the scissor. She asked me to undress her. I undressed her. What I saw was out o... this world. Her whole body was covered with hair. Her cunt was fully covered with hair. She held my prick which was straight in her hand and started cutting my bush.I went out of control and started pouring my juice in her hand. Afterclearing my bush, she asked me to clear her bush. She taught me how to clear the bush of girls/woman. She asked. I am 22 year old right now lives in downtown of Surat, Gujarat with my family, studying engineering in reputed college of surat! I am a gym freak and so have a well maintained muscular build physique with height 5’10 and fair complexion and dick around 7.5 inch to be honest :pMy story starts in late 2012’s when I was in 2nd year diploma in same city, I encountered with my neighbour’s daughter Neha (name changed), she was living in front of my house, skinny girl with small breast, round small. Celia waited until I turned back, "Candice says it might not be about her. Maybe you can develop a tolerance towards a person if you've been around them long enough. Or if they follow a strict regimen of increasing contact."Celia's every word had been carefully rehearsed. I knew who helped Celia practice her lines!My friends avoided contact with me to such a degree; I was unprepared for Celia's reaching out to touch the exposed skin between my glove and sleeve. I pulled my hand away. Celia's. As the doors closed, the din from the hustle and bustle of the hotel lobby was slowly replaced by the soft, annoying Muzak strains of "Girl From Ipanema." Trying to distract my overstimulated brain, I thought about the lyrics and wondered why she had to be such a stuck up bitch anyway. Yeah, I knew what it was like to be rejected by those "Ipanema" types. But not today, I smiled to myself. Stepping off the elevator and into the long hallway, I walked slowly, carefully checking each room number,.