It felt like a dream. A sultry summer night dream where he'd awaken, frantically jack off, then begin his day with a sense of calm and contentment. But the slippery hotness of her pussy against his cock was very real. The totally smooth hair-free skin was so different to Amy's. Amy was trimmed and natural, even Chloe's vagina seemed glamorous and silken. God, was there a part of her left not meticulously groomed? He gazed down at the contrast of her hair that appeared platinum in this light against the green of the grass. The erect pale pink of her nipples and the glazed desire in her eyes mesmerized him....