”“The SF? What does that mean?” Tricia looked somewhat confused.“It’s a slightly crude Australian expression,” I said, giggling a bit. “...t just means getting up very early in the morning…”“You might need to teach me some of them, and I can teach some of our local expressions,” she said smiling. “Now, for our tour today… is there anywhere you’d especially like to go, something in particular you’d wanted to see?”“I’m happy to be led by you Tricia,” I said. “It can be a magical mystery tour!”“OK…. I foamed alittle shaving cream into my hand, then spread it overher pussy hair. Her eyes opened at the sudden coolsensation.”Hold still.” I said. I began scraping away ather pubic hair, carefully. After every few swipes, I’dslosh the razor around in a bucket, and wipe her withthe washcloth, then add more shaving cream as necessary.Susan spread her legs wider and wider as I did this,possibly a subconscious invitation, offering her sexexposed as much as she could. Soon she was. You don’t have to leave.”In the dim light I could see her smile but she gently extracted herself. “If I wasn’t married I wouldn’t. Let me help with the problem I caused.” She bent over and gave me a great blow job then went to her room.We had coffee before she left then next morning. Traci thanked me for my comforting and hoped she hadn’t offended me. I smiled and said, “I’ll take that kind of thank you anytime!”She went on to tell me that she’d had intercourse with only one guy before Rod. Her. His cock pressed against my pubic region as we pulled each other close, kissing with a building intensity. I felt Ian’s hands roaming up and down my back and onto my arse, caressing it. As they worked lower, it felt as though I was sitting on his hands until he started to lift my feet off the floor. Instinctively I raised and opened my legs invitingly, feeling the shaft of his cock slide down my pussy lips as I was lifted higher. With my legs spread apart, as Ian’s knob lined up with my pussy.