It was at the gym, she noticed most women either trimmed or shaved their pussies. She liked the look, she did not know why she did not try it sooner.T...acy also started dressing differently. Her clothes were not tight or super short but she started wearing clothes that were cut to fit her body. Pants and shorts hugged her curves.They were lower on her hips, her blouses were a little shorter, so when she moved her flat belly would be exposed.Her weight loss was in her hips and her toning helped. “Can you help me?” “Let’s see,” he said, wriggling his fingers into my panties. By then my heart was pounding in my chest. He quickly located my clit and began to rub it. I was so wet that his finger slipped over me easily again and again, bringing me nothing but pure pleasure. I reached for his other hand and put it on my breast. I had stopped wearing bras around the house, so I could clearly feel the warmth of his hand on my nipple and the sensation of his fingertips squeezing and pinching. I had never felt anything like it before, I never wanted it to end as he gently sucked and nibbled on my clit, sending electric currents running up my body from my pussy. “Oh, god, don’t stop, please don’t stop!” I cried, holding onto the head board for support. Slowly he drew away from my pussy. “Are you ready?” he asked, putting on a condom. I was delirious from the pleasure I had just felt so all I could do was nod. I felt his penis pushing at my entrance, which snapped me out of my daze. I. ”“Oh you do, my dear,” Mr. Tompkins assured her. “I opened it myself on the Prince’s instructions, over six months ago and according to this letter,” he said referring to the letter David had handed him, “I have to transfer £50,000 into it on your behalf.”Susan was stunned, “How much?”Mr. Tompkins smiled, “It seems that the Prince is in your debt for actions you undertook for him.”David chuckled, “Well darling, you can at least support me now.”Mr. Tompkins frowned, “I would have thought with.