I sent for her and she came with her husband. He had got drunk and beaten her the previous night. They were arguing and shouting at each other. I inte...vened and calmed both of them. I sent him off and told her to get inside the house. She was still crying. So I put my arms around her to comfort her. She leaned against me and I slowly started running my hands on her back and shoulders. She stopped crying but stayed close to me. I sat on the bed and pulled her down on my lap.She started telling. I reluctantly agreed and lay back on the bed. This time she climbed on between my legs and took my now softening shaft between her hands and said,“Oh look, it's still leaking!” I smugly told her to wipe it clean or lick it off. She enthusiastically licked it and enveloped the head between her lips and sucked it again like a baby latched to its mothers breast. She extracted all the juices. She enjoyed it so much that the sensation caused an instant swelling. Her hand started to rub up and down. "Was it before we were married?" Yes."Charlotte felt a load being lifted off her shoulders. If he could be faithful while having all the exotic delights at his fingertips, then he must certainly love her."I met him again a few months ago," Felicia continued to explain, her thumb turning Charlotte's pussy into a pool of oozing cunt-cream. "We got to talking and the conversation got around to you, and I suggested this. At first, he was reluctant. Then I explained that if his feelings about your. Instead I did what I came in here to do, trim her pubic hair back. She would need to keep it trimmed back, but wouldn’t need to shave. I helped her into the red suit, checked for errant pubic hairs, pulled it back off her and then cut all her pubic hair as short as I could. I even helped fixed the top of her.I picked up the blue suit as she walked out. Before I got out of the changing room I heard a crash from somewhere in back, someone say “ouch” and a sound of someone being smacked.I didn’t.