Dark hair on her arms, which immediately made me feel protective. A woman shouldn’t have to deal with such things. I, on the other hand, had very li...tle body hair, but it had never bothered me or any of the women who had roamed my skin.I imagined both these women had underarm and pubic hair that would run riot if left unchecked. That didn’t worry me, either. One of my favourite tiny bits of film is in Letter to Brezhnev, where you get a quick glimpse of Alexandra Pigg’s armpit, and it’s like. He was a big guy, at least 6"4, 240lbs with a big bear belly towering over me. I was extremely imtimated, his hand covered mine when we shook hands. I said I it was nice to meet him and he replied, "ya sure lil guy." Already, he seemed very rude. I didn't like him. This was the guy that was breaking in and pushed her and was slamming stuff two nights ago.Later that night, when I was trying to sleep again. I began to hear it.It sounded like she was in pain, lots of pain and it didn't sound good.. I had snacked on some energy bars earlier in the day, but my stomach was beginning to grow hungry.I found a beautiful little bay that looked promising for fish structure. Over near the shore I saw a moose munching on some lily pads. It was beginning to get close to that time of evening that I cherish so much. The fish didn't seem to be too hungry in that spot, so I moved over to where I noticed a small stream cascading down from the hill above.I observed the natural setting before me. I watched. Oh man, now everything was on show! Helen didn't seem to notice at all, she just kept working the big black cock in her mouth. I just want to whip out my cock and wank myself stupid as I watched, but managed, just, to keep myself in check.[Helen] I sucked on his beautiful cock like it was the only thing in the world, which to me, right now, it was. I had felt the draught as he pulled my dress up to my waist, exposing me to everyone, but I just didn't care. When he pushed my panties aside.