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Mika licked her thumb slowly, her tongue rolling around and around until it was good and wet. Then she lay back on the sun-chair and applied it to her clit, wriggling her shoulders and making little purring noises as she pleasured herself. "Do you like my pussy?" she asked Michael coyly. Michael, toweling off from his swim, smiled at her. "You know I do," he said. He dropped the towel and sauntered over to her. "I like it so much, you know what? I'm going to fuck it silly in about two seconds." Mika tweaked her pubes, pulling the silky black hair between thumb and forefinger. "I got hair too long down here," she pouted. "Too long, Michael! I don't think I can let you fuck me with hair that long. It's gross." Michael sighed and squatted down beside her. "You playin' games?" he asked, pinching her arm. "You doin' shows for Mr. Michael, huh? You seriously think I'm not going to fuck that little puss of yours even if it's got hair on it like Lady Godiva?" Mika giggled and swatted at his hands. "Is gross," she insisted. She wanted to play alright, pretend she was going to deny him, even though her cunt was wet and swollen as hell. Michael could see it - hell, smell it - from where he was sitting. "Alright, then," Michael told her, stroking her cheek. "We'll just fix it then. Wait here." He went into the house and came back moments later with both hands behind his back. "What is, Michael?" Mika demanded, sitting up in the chair. "Do you have a surprise for me? Show Mika!" Michael smiled and showed her the razor and scissors and can of shaving-cream. "I told you: we're going to fix your pussy," he said. "Ohh, that will hurt. Mika is scared." But she spread her legs as she said it, massaging her little black bush, her eyes wide and excited. "Just relax, baby. You know I'd never hurt you." Mika sighed and purred as Michael began trimming her fur with the scissors, playing with her tits under her blue bikini-top. So cute, this girl. Like a little kitten. He blew the trimmings away, then squeezed a load of white cream onto his fingers. "This remind you of anything?" he asked, arching an eyebrow at Mika. She giggled and blushed, then squealed as he rubbed warm cream all over her hot little crotch. The razor came next, gently the remains of her hair away. Mika was ticklish; she wriggled and squealed and ended up sort of standing on her head on the sun-chair as Michael finished the job. "Don't have any excuses now, do you?" he asked, rubbing his cock through his trunks. "Ready for your fucking?" "Pussy's all creamy," Mika whispered, pointing to the smeared white stuff around her crotch. "Lick it first, wash it. Please?" Michael laughed. "Whatever you want, baby," he said, leaning forward and beginning to lap at her hot skin. |