She had what's known as a landing strip of pubic hair, a trimmed thin line of hair that stopped just above the start of her slit. The rest of her cunt...was completely bare of hair. I looked up at her and smiled."Just the way I like it," I said."I'm sorry, I can't bring myself to shave it all off," she said. "I am a grown woman and women have pubic hair. If I take it all off I'll feel like a little girl, so I leave that strip." Believe me Joanne, no one could ever mistake you for a little girl.. They were really David and Darlene, but I misunderstood the names with my limited English and their total lack of Romani. We communicated mostly through sign language and charades. I learned English as I traveled with them through Europe.aroslav: They simply took you—an unaccompanied adolescent—with them as they toured Europe?GYPSY: Nine of spades. We dig deeper and uncover little. They were latter-day hippies. They believed in ultimate freedom and the right of all people to live as they saw. Jennifer smiled, “You like that, huh, big boy?” She turned her attention back to Joe as I moved around beside them to get a good angle of my wife sucking off Joe’s black cock. Joe had obviously come off the brink, while my wife had stopped sucking on him. After a few moments of enjoying my wife’s mouth, Joe said, “Come up here, I want to taste the beautiful white titties before I cum!” Jennifer obediently stood up and stepped close to Joe so he could lick her nipples. I recorded his dark. I pulled out my dick and started wanking. I got semi hard pretty quickly. As I put in another 2 Euros I saw someone in the booth opposite me press both his hands against the glass. Odd, I thought as he wasn’t wanking to the live sex in front of him. Then, he dropped in front of the glass out of view. Another face appeared in his place. He was with another guy and was now sucking him off! This realisation almost made me cum there and then! Realising I was turned on enough, I tucked my throbbing.