They'd settled down back in Nice. Julian had found a private school for her that was walking distance from their house but he never let her walk alone... always taking her and picking her up - another sign of his protectiveness.It was a Tuesday morning mid-December, the weather cool and blustery. His absence in bed woke her up. Julian, in red tartan boxers, was standing at the window looking out over the Mediterranean.Wondering what was up she'd called out, "Julian?" and he'd turned.Bianca had. I was nervous and she rubbed my back. I laid there with my ass raised, waiting for the wax to coolShe told me it was time and ripped off the waxWow.......... That was painfulBefore I could think about it she turned me over and started waxing my pussy area.;l i was so concerned about her spilling it I just stayed still.As I waited for the wax to cool she massaged me some more. This was really;y strange as she rubbed my tits and stomach and kept looking at my pussy.Finally it was time and she. As I slide my hand upward from your knee, you part your legs and provide more room for my hand to wander under your skirt. As my fingers continue their journey upward, they feel the nylon turn to satin. You must have put your panties on over your pantyhose. As my fingers reach into the valley of your panties, I can feel moisture seeping through them. Somehow we have reached our house. It seems like only seconds have passed since we left the mall. I back the car into the garage. As I start to. Then I sprayed her corpse with warm water; particularly her crotch. Changing the spray to a stream; I inserted it into her pussy until the liquid draining out was clear. Next I positioned her lovely long legs so as to be able to have better access to her asshole and inserted the hose into it for a few moments before stopping the flow. I toweled her dry and placed a ramp behind her back to elevate her so her orifices would drain. Meanwhile; I inserted her firm big tits into the cups of the bra.