She stopped about three feet from me, her feet spread out as far as her skirt would let her. Her hands roved over her body, down slowly over her ches...t, until she reached the bottom of her jacket, just below her still swaying hips. With her hands firmly grasping the jacket, and in a quick move in perfect time with the song, her jacket flew open, revealing her white blouse underneath, still unbuttoned about half-way down. She pulled the jacket from her shoulders, rolling her shoulder in a. Then Otto's luck finally changed—John Leslie showed up and turned out to be just the man Otto needed. John's wife, Mary, was hired to be the cook and housekeeper, and it looked like most of the problems were solved. The situation was further simplified by having the Leslies move into the main house; there was a wing which was ideally suited to be their apartment.Otto and John undertook to survey the ranch to see if there might be ways to improve the operation, which was a euphemism for running. To be honest, I was a little more crass than I normally would have been, but at the same time, I wanted to see where this was going. "show me tits, bitch. No, fuck that. Show me everything. Show me what a filthy little sub-slut you are."Another message popped up and I saw she had changed her profile pic, "sorry about my pale small tits and my fat hips." Those tits are pretty small, but those hips are perfect for grabbing and fucking," I said back. And to be fair, they are. her taught belly. I told her that I’ll help her and then on my advice, she moved to bathroom and I applied some shaving cream on pussy hairs and started shaving. When the razor touched her pussy cutting the first of its hair.She closed her eyes and moaned a bit while shaving I asked Bua, why don’t you remove your hair regularly? You should maintain it. To that she replied for whom should I maintain it. No one cares for it, so why should I? She was getting heated as I felt some more moist on her pussy. I cleaned.