In fact, the hair was so fine that her labia and clit were as visible as if she was totally shaved.My nose was also even with her sex. I could smell h...r, but she didn’t smell like any other woman I had ever been with. Maybe she used a special perfume down there. Or maybe Swedish women smell different than Irish women.She reached down and lifted up on my hands so that I would rise from my knees. As we stood up, she pulled us both over onto the bed. We kissed fervently. I suckled at her pert,. She was calming a little now as the strong waves of pleasure subsided and I slowly and deeply fucked her. I ran the vibrator over her clit as I sent another wave of pleasure through her bawdy body.I rolled her over on her stomach and stuck the vibrator back in her pussy and kept her twitching body flat on the bed as I ran my dick between her ass cheeks.“ you said something about wanting to walk funny after sex, Liz” she said something but her face was buried in pillows but there was a nod of. She is bubbly, witty and inconveniently married. Lena's husband, who I call 'Bod', is away on business most of the time. A civil engineer by profession, he works for the World Bank on development projects that take him overseas for a year or more. I only met him once. A short, nondescript kind of guy who wore an NRA baseball cap on a dome-like, prematurely balding head. For most of the evening he lectured on the second amendment and told jokes about reinforced concrete. I knew Lena through. You haven't had aphysical for some time. I am going to make an appointment withDoctor Shaw and go with you and see what he says. Maybe he can giveyou something to curb those outbursts." He said, "Jobs are few and far between. What are we going to dowithout my income?" Sue said, "We'll make it. The salon is turning a good profit andI have some money saved for a rainy day so don't worry about that. In the meantime you can keep busy at home. There is enough to keepyou busy for quite a while." .