All of a sudden I feel a hand on my shoulder, I almost jumped out of skin. I turned around to face James, the IT guy who had come back in to finish a ...roject that was suppose to take him most of the night. I took my headphone out, and told him that he had just scared me half to death. He said he wasn't trying to do that, he just needed to know how much longer I was going to be so he could start on his stuff. I told him that I should be done in about 10 minutes. At that he turned around and. It was the time when I was doing 12th Standard from a boarding school. My father is a Contractor by profession. My mother works as an Accountant for a company in Madhya Pradesh once he happened to get a contract from very wealthy people who offered my dad 2 to 3 scores for the contract. My father asked those people to come home for dinner along with their family evening. It was 6’o Clock in the evening and the guests arrived with their wives. There were two men and their wives. My mother that. ?Junko used the shears and carefully hacked off the thick growth of pubic hair which adorned Ayumi’s crotch. Then Fausto stepped up with a straight razor and began scraping off her fluffy, black fleece. He took his time and painstakingly shaved her as bald as a baby’s buttocks. An unshaven crotch in Ayumi’s culture meant a wanton woman?a whore!To have her pubic hair shorn was, therefore, another humiliation. To have her maidservant and the stable boy witnessing her shame was even more painful. I paused for a brief moment to admire her position. Her labia curved and spread at just the right points allowing me to look inside at the white liquid forming in her crevice. Her clit stood erect, and her swollen lips creased a path underneath. Her contour was perfect. She had a thin line shaved, leading a trail right to my playground.I lowered down on my knees to the tile. The steam rolled around us giving us the whole dreamlike effect, though no dream had ever been this good. My tongue slid.