There is nothing more beautiful and shameless than an unshaven female armpit. Istoka completely indescribable flavor most excites me it was she. I have never been interested in women with smooth and pleasant-smelling armpits, they did not understand what they were doing above themselves. These women took away more than half of their animal pull. It seemed to me that shaving an armpit is as stupid as shaving a pussy or dyeing hair. Having met my eyes with a pleasant woman and having noticed her interest in me, I have not yet lit, felt a burning sensation between my legs. Only when a glimpse, by chance I saw hairs protruding from under the hot darkness of the armpits, I literally soaked in my underwear. I remember a succession of my acquaintances precisely in the armpits. One of them, her name was Irina, had stormy black vegetation there, which, after banging, soaked as if after the rain and exuded the scent of a young mare. Another, Julia, was very shy of this sweat. I kept my hands pressed to my body, and squealed when I, with my long nose, penetrated there. Only these memories remained with me from them.

Some did not understand my passion. When I asked not to shave hair there, not to take a shower before or after fucking, not to use deodorant, many were surprised and left. But some gave me just fountains of pleasure.

Olga, never laughed at it. She sympathized with my passion. When she came to me, it seemed that before that she had unloaded the cars a day, she knew that this would excite me to the limit. Olenka entered the hallway (she was wearing shorts and a t-shirt), with circles of sweat over her armpits. I couldn’t control myself right on the floor. Olya could withstand what many others could not stand, without giggling and neighing, to endure how I licked and kissed her armpits.

She did not think, like others, that hair excites me in other parts of the body. I remember one that stopped shaving my legs, and the other showed me a hair in my ass, I had to part with them.

Olya left me for her husband, I could not marry her - one armpit, even the perfect one did not suit me.

More and more often I was forced to use whores, because they implicitly fulfilled my fantasies. It is strange that many women are not so outraged by the proposal to fuck them in the ass, as they were outraged by my request to masturbate about their armpits.

Recently, I use the services of a prostitute Susanna, she is 33 years old, she is quite full, but she has a completely breathtaking armpit, overgrown with red hair.

I lay on my back, and at this time she squeezes my prick with her armpit. I move my ass in all directions, she massages my armpit, and oh joy, I finish ... And there is no more pleasant sight than a wet, smelling overgrown armpit with hair stuck together from sperm. This is happiness ...