No words can adequately describe the torture. The sheer brutality of it. It's far worse than you can imagine. When she was finally finished, my scalp ...was left so raw and tender that I could only rest it on my chin without nauseating pain. Her thick black brillo pad of pubic hair transformed my face into stingy irritated mess.It was no walk in the park for her either. As soon as she stepped off my face, Dominique hurried to the bath and turned the water on full-blast. She seemed uncomfortable. "You sure that's all water?" She’s lightly biting her lip, trying to hold her laugh."Ha-ha, keep it up, and you can suck my big rubber cock." I’m laughing just as hard as I grab the chain in one hand and use the other to grab the bulge in my pants making an obscene gesture."Okay," she says seriously. I look down at her in shock, and she has this look on her face, the look of genuine thirst, the same look she's been giving me all night.Before I could say another word, she's lifting my shirt up. As she'd expected, Grace directed her to her work room where Becky had in fact spent most of her time whenever she'd been there before. It was where Grace's computer was. Becky had also purposely dressed a bit more casual than usual, interested in seeing what Grace's response might be to that, though it would certainly make things easier for her too, when the time came. Wearing a simple tee shirt, with no bra, though obvious, wasn't so totally outlandish that it would actually suggest anything.. Dan thought because of her age, looks and long blond hair, she would fall into the trophy wife category. She seemed like a pleasant person and said she just stopped by to say hello. Cathy after asking how it went with golf today left to go back to her lady friends.Back at his condo after golf Dan listened to a phone message from Casey who said he had completed his inspection. Casey said he would come over tomorrow morning at nine and discuss his report with Dan unless there was an objection.