She didn't need to be told twice. Penelope stepped into the pocket between my thighs, leaning her weight forward against my chest. I took hold of my thick, semi-erect shaft and pressed the smooth underside of it directly against the soft, dense patch of dark hair sitting on her pubic bone, right above her dripping cunt.
I began sliding my cock back and forth across the hair slowly.
The sensation was entirely different from the tight friction of before. The coarse, curly strands of her pubic hair tickled and grazed against the ultra-sensitive skin of my shaft. With every rhythmic rub, the heavy bead of clear, slick precum welling at my tip began to smear over the dark patch, coating the hairs in a glistening sheen. The more I rubbed, the more the friction turned wet and slippery, the coarse texture softening as it became completely saturated with my juices.
