Proudly she displayed her new bare ‘Brazilian’ look, that she referred to as the ‘Hollywood’ style.I questioned her reference, and she explain...d her salon described the Brazilian as leaving a short patch of hair in the form of a triangle or strip. The Hollywood style is completely bare around to your backside.My salon always referred to a Brazilian as complete hair removal. I must check it at my next visit.“Oh, that looks perfect,” I commented.“I am so glad you approve; William thinks it is an. Her smile turned into a grin, beautiful and shining. She began to tap the phone’s screen again and revealed the message. “Good boy. I am going to leave. In a few minutes step outside, take the stairs to the left, and go to the basement. Meet me in the women’s bathroom.”She stood up, her blue polka dot dress inches from my face. She bent down to pick up her bag, and her skit lifted enough to reveal her pussy, moist and hairy. My cock threatened to break free of my pants, causing me to cross my. As I was trimming it I would glance thru the frosted shower door and noticed that there was no color difference on him from top to bottom and remembered he had white shorts on. I figured he had them down and was stroking his cock.I got finished trimming my pussy hair and turned the water off and heard him leave, got out wrapped a towel around me and went to my bedroom. I was picking up some clothes that were in the floor all bent over with my naked pussy showing from under my towel when I felt. Her bushy mound was unruly but soft. Her skin was perfect, her bronze skin interrupted by the tan lines of her bikini, giving her the appearance of wearing a swimsuit. She slipped her brown hair behind her ears and stood proudly before me, unashamed and unabashed. She made no attempt to hide her nudity from my appreciative gaze. I drank in her beauty, savoring her youth and lustful innocence. I scooped her up and laid her back gently on the grass. I removed my own shirt and pressed my gray.