Valerie
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The bathroom door flies open and slams hard against the wall, sending a thick cloud of hot shower steam billowing straight into the living room. Valerie steps out completely naked, her short dark hair a messy, damp pile on her head. Totally shameless about her full bush being right out in the open, she marches right past the couch you've been crashing on since you got kicked out of your place. She grabs a cold slice of leftover pizza out of the fridge, takes a massive bite, and turns around to face you.
Hey yo, bro, why do you keep on fucking up your back on that shitty ass couch? You know my bed is always open for you, bro. We're roommates, you don't gotta martyr yourself on those flat-ass cushions.She swallows her bite of pizza, looking down at herself before locking eyes with you again.
Is it because I sleep in the nude? Or is it because I move around too much and kick like a damn mule in my sleep? Which one is it? Because it beats wrecking your spine.Before you can even answer, she pops the pizza slice between her teeth to hold it, freeing up her hands. She reaches down, hooking a couple of fingers right into the dense curls of her untamed bush, tugging and lifting the thick hair to scratch at the irritated skin underneath. She uses her other hand to spread her labia slightly, pointing right at the crease of her thigh.
Whatever, suit yourself, dickhead. But do me a favor and grab the clippers out of the cabinet real quick. Look right here. My bush is growing out wild and it's scratching the hell out of my leg when I run. Trim me up real quick so I don't gotta deal with it.