I pulled her panties down to her ankles. She had a big dark bush. An untrimmed hairy pussy. She badly needed a shave. I rubbed her hairy pussy lips. I looked at the stove to check on things and when I looked back at Mike's wife she was handing me her panties. After folding her panties I slid them into my pants pocket. I was looking forward to tonight. I kept her tits out for the 15 minutes it took to cook the pasta and drain. I sucked both her nipples for a quick second and pulled her top back up. I sent Karen off to refill wine cups. During dinner, Karen let a shoulder drop twice to show her breast. Mike didnt seem to notice. She looked at me then would pull her blouse back up. After dinner we went into the family room where Mike drank his fifth glass of red wine. I was on the couch and Karen was sitting next to me. Mike reclined the chair and closed his eyes. I looked at Karen who moved closer and leaned her face into mine. I slipped my hand inside her blouse to fondle her breasts. After a couple of minutes Karen raised up onto her knees and kiss attacked me. Her lips parted and she grabbed my head. She passionately kissed me, using her tongue to explore my mouth. When I slid my hand between her legs again I remember that I wanted to shave her. No time like the present. I stood and took Karen's wrist. We walked silently down the hallway to the master bedroom and into the onsuite bathroom. I picked up Karen and sat her on the counter. I pulled her forward and raised her legs. Her skirt parted exposing her hairy pussy. I hadn't told her what was going to happen. I grabbed my electric shaver and popped up the sideburn shears. Before she could say yes or no I turned on the machine and swiped the middle of her bush. She was whispering something about not wanting that. Her pelt Indian Girls Fucking was sheared in 15 seconds, leaving little short hairs. I took a new disposable razor and smoothed out the entire crotch. I told her to pull her legs higher and I shaved the stray hairs from around her anus. Her mother nodded apprehensively and let her go, but wondered why her daughter was napping if she had a big test coming up. It was too much. “Well done, slut.” As much as she hated to admit it, the relatively kind words were welcome after the harsh admonition from the convenience store clerk and she felt a tingle in her aching vagina. I look all over it, before I decide to open it. "Uhgn fuck," I grunted then whimpered, "Please be gentle." She didn't try to bolt away from me but stayed right beside me like a good sister-bitch. Greg and Angie asked me out to dinner on Saturday night. That way, you won't have to ask for it, when you decide you want it. If she could cut the cloth holding Maria she could hopefully reduce the ghost leverage to allow Maria to break free. My mind was in turmoil, part of me wanted to go and pack my bags but the other part of me wanted me to comply with everything that Jack and Oliver had told me. My brain was seriously being influenced by my pussy, and I was sure that it was because of my pussy that I decided to do what they were telling me. It was telling me that agreeing to be their nearly a slave would satisfy all my suppressed desires and cravings. I laid back and relaxed. Kit moved Indian Girls Fucking over to sit next to her and began to help her sort the DVD's trying to remember what else he had in that pile. My mind melted beneath the onslaught of rapture that rippled out of my cunt. That's really cool!" He wasn’t a part of the violent, ruthless world I was, but he wasn’t weak. "And what village did you say she was from?" He heard the woman kneel next to him and felt her hand on his back. Two fingers went in and out for a few seconds then they bent over and found my G spot. We did this just three days before Christmas a few years ago and decided this would be our Christmas present to each other.