You had expected her patch of cunt hair to be bushy and red,like the fiery mane atop her head. But it is not red, it isblond and fairly sparse. Strang...e, you think. But there isnot much time to think, for her cunt is descending further,and the rest of her cunt (shaved, as you expected) isspreading open like a flower, revealing the hanging,purplish lips of her cunt, and then the wet pink flesh ofher inner lips. The dark recess of her vagina winks open andclosed as she clenches her inner muscles.. Just climb in and enjoy yourself.”Clutching herself and shivering, Chloe walked over and first sniffed the water. She batted it around with her fingers, gauging the temperature, and then dipped her right foot in, one tiny toe at a time. She gave a tiny squeak and lowered herself into it, her breathing deepening as the water enveloped her. At first, she simply huddled in the middle of the sub, clutching her knees to her chest, but with some coaxing, I got her to lie back and stretch.I sat down. My pussy is getting so wet right now I can’t help but take my hand and start rubbing my clit back and forth. I close my eyes and start rubbing my clit harder and harder. I moan around my hard nipple as I get closer to my orgasm. With the thought of Michelle in my head my orgasm flows through my body. I lay there for a few moments, and then decide I really need to get my ass up and go to work. So I hop up and take a quick shower and get ready for work. I call Michelle on my way in and she tells. .." And I'm sure he won't," her mother interrupted, "Sir Henry is a gentleman. He wouldn't dream of doing anything wrong." But mummy, in London..."Again she was interrupted, this time with, "Don't be so silly. I'm sure you exaggerate what happened. A man may kiss his fiancée I suppose? I doubt it went any further than that."Clearly her mother did not care what she did with Sir Henry, or even what he did to her, provided the marriage was not imperilled.In the six weeks after the trip to London.