Getting a Brazilian

Getting a full Brazilian
The other day I decided to get a full Brazilian. The lady in my Beauty Salon took me into a room and told me to remove my thong and to get comfortable on the elevated doctor’s office like bed. There wasn’t much discussion as I spread my legs. She dripped hot wax along part of my crotch. She spread it delicately; it was warm and felt nice.Then she spread a layer of cotton cloth on top of the hot wax; as she pulled up, the wax and my hair went with it. I found my hips lifting off the table with every pull of the waxed sliver of hair. I avoided her eyes but with every tug and the mild pain, I felt an erotic twitch. She was quick and soon the hair on my front was gone. She told me to roll over and she did a quick job of my hair in my butt. “Almost done” she murmured. I flipped back to laying on my back, She grabbed a bottle of oil and poured some onto my mound. She massaged it into my skin and then trailed it over my bare pussy lips. It was a tantalizing sensation of the slippery touches on my completely bare skin. Then abruptly she stopped and said “All done”. I could have killed her for not finishing me off. I did not bother with putting my thong back on. With my legs partly open and enjoying the slight pain, I walked past the salon's beauty stations and with a nonchalant game face on, I let other ladies know of my satisfaction.