That reminded of her of her child hood, her days before puberty. Her days before masturbation. “The dark days” she sometimes thought of them as. S...e didn't want to be seen as a little girl – or not that little. No. She liked having pubic hair, but too much is too much. She had started first with trimming it down, so it was only a few millimetres long. It had a nice feel rubbing it. Then she started shaving it down. She applied the cream, and after a messy (very messy) shaving cream covered. Then we became naked and started all over again our bodies were feeling each other and I was sucking her nipples and rubbing her cunt it became wet again and she brought back my cock to life since was a little bit on the fat side the sofa was not enough so we laid down on the floor and did a 69 then I said I want to fuck you she said no because she did not want to do it without a condomI said don’t worry I will pull out when my sperms come but she refused and after begging her she agreed and I. She was wearing a black color salwar suit, her top was too tight for her breasts to keep a hold on them, and they were bulging out all over to get free from the shackles of her tight bra. I unzipped her top from behind and started squeezing her breasts from outside itself, I kept my one hand over her bra covered milky boobs and hand under her salvar to get hold of her clean shaven pussy. She was already wet and just kept rubbing her pussy and her boobs to excite her more.I got lip locked with. She quickened her pace, her hips rocking furiously against the chair, her pussy making a wet smacking sound as she slammed her hips against the hard wooden chair, desperate to have the synthetic flesh violate her pussy. Her body rocked and shook as her third orgasm exploded within her. Try as she might a passionate cry escaped her lips, filling the quiet library with the sounds of her pleasure. She bit her lip frightfully when she realized how loud she had been and looked around. Fortunately it.