Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
“I love pussy hair Julie. It’s such a turn on. I love how it looks, how it feels, how it smells, how it tastes. It’s an addiction, a fetish. I just can’t get enough. But the problem is that these days so many women wax or shave their pussy hair. Or they get permanent hair removal. I don’t understand it. I know. To each their own. But I just don’t get this modern trend. I would love to go back to the seventies. Everyone had big, thick, musky bushes. I miss those good old days.” He confessed.
So I decided to give him what he had been needing and longing for. He told me that he hadn’t been able to enjoy pussy hair in so many years. His wife had gotten permanent hair removal several years ago, even though he had asked her not to. And his mistress gets waxed regularly. She wasn’t open to allowing it to grow out either. The poor guy just wanted to bury his face in a bush. I had a plan. I was going to grow some out for him. But it was going to be a surprise. So I didn’t tell him.
“I Love Pussy Hair Julie”
When my pussy was ready for him, I told him that we needed to talk. I wore a little dress with no panties. He looked concerned and confused about what I might need to talk to him about. I told him to have a seat. Then I stood in front of him and lifted my dress to expose myself. And show him what I did for him. His eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face into my pussy. He completely devoured it until I came in his face and he exploded in his pants.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453