I half expected to collapse to the ground in agony like someone in a hackneyed Jekyll-and-Hyde transformation scene but, to my relief, I could sense n... immediate ill effects beyond the memorably vile taste. With a slight sense of anti-climax, I drank several glasses of water, did a quick tour of the house to ensure it was secure and everything was turned off, and rang for a cab.It was only when I sat down to wait that I became aware of a mild discomfort, like a slight stomach cramp. But by the. She wore some skin tight black jeans that really showed the curve of her hips and nice long legs. I’m sure her ass looked phenomenal, but I couldn’t see it just yet. She had simple black slip on shoes, like, flats or whatever the girls called them. She was adorable, which only served to turn me on more, knowing what lay just beneath the surface. After my eyes had wandered her entire body, I made it back to her face and noticed just how full and kissable her lips really were. She giggled a bit,. She also had the bust to match her physic, and looked great in a white teeshirt either with or without bra. The mixture of her brushing her tits against me and of her trimming the hair on my neck (being touched on my neck is a killer for me) gave me more than a semi which she must of noticed in my black tight boxers . Hair all down , nicely trimmed and happy with it I stood up ,brushed the cuttings off , when she said “may as well do the whole job ,as it was a bit long down there last time I. Many weekends, she would fuck them all night when I was out of town on school trips. (The "disco" trips were her "cover" for those times. She wouldn't answer the phone if I called from the contest but would tell me later her friends had brought her home drunk and she just never heard the phone.) She swore up and down that the night before had been the first time she had ever brought men to our home, but I didn't really believe her. She had lied to me too many times already to have any.