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After inspecting every inch of her folds, I grab the wet washcloth I set to the side and wipe down her bare maidenhood. When it’s clean, I grab the stuff and lean back.
“Alright, flip on your knees and hold open your cheeks,” I tell her.
Acacia blinks at me. “What?”
I tilt my head, looking down at her confused expression. “I have to shave the hair around your other hole too. You’ll feel the weeds in front of your mud dungeon if it’s not pruned as well.”
Her hand comes down and rubs at her cooter, and her mouth drops open. “It feels so soft and smooth.”
Setting the stuff aside, I lean down and blow over the skin. She giggles and shivers as goosebumps ripple across her skin. I press my face against her hot box and then lick up her wet slit.
She gasps, her hand twisting into my hair. I moan into her flesh and pull back before I start drinking down every drop of her sweet nectar.
“You want me to eat you out or finish what we started?”
Acacia grins devilishly. “Both?”
I tap her ass. “Then lemme shave your stink wrinkle first, and then I’ll have my buffet of muff pie.”
She shakes her head. “That’s a new one. Malissa always calls it her tuna taco.”
Grimacing, I help Acacia flip onto her knees and sigh. “I don’t want to know what Malissa calls under her knickers, okay?”
She laughs, looking over her shoulder at me. “I think she just gets creative because of me.”
“Because you don’t like cussing?”
Acacia shakes her head, then rests it on the mattress so she can reach behind and hold her crack open. “No, I don’t.”
I don’t ask her why because I find it cute. I grab the shaving cream, slathering up her stench trench. She’s a good girl and doesn’t move as I take my straight blade and shave her little chocolate starfish bare. When I’m done, I clean and wipe her down with water again. Tapping her ass, I help her flip onto her back and then stand up from the bed.
“You can take a shower if you want,” I offer her. “But I cleaned you up pretty good.”
She blushes, her fingers twisting together. “That’s it?”
I frown, tilting her chin up to look at me. “What do you mean?”
“I just thought—I guess, I don’t know. I thought this was your kink or whatever. And you would want to do something after?”
The column of flesh under my shorts rises to the occasion. “Something like what?”
“Whatever you want,” Acacia admits quietly.
Inhaling sharply, I clear the supplies off the bed and then cup her face. “Whatever I want, no stopping?”
Her eyes go round. “Yes, please.”
