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I just got back from celebrating our 20th anniversary with my wife in St. Lucia. We didn’t go the all-inclusive resort route because we wanted some privacy and time just to ourselves. We ended up getting an Airbnb with its own private pool and private beach area, which turned out to be way better than any resort. The pool was hidden by jungly trees on 3 sides, so we had nearly total privacy.

My wife is brunette (all over) and curvy, with a thick ass, large boobs, dark nipples, and a wide, thick, dark-haired, totally natural, hairy bush. Her pubic hair is thick and creates a nice mound that gives her an outstanding side bush. It grows in a wide, dense triangle and the hair grows thicker and longer around her clit and pussy lips. She’s so hairy, and her clit and labia are so small, that even with her legs spread, you can barely see her pussy lips from all her thick pubic hair. I love her hairy vagina. She’s kept it hairy for me for over 20 years because she knows I love it hairy and she loves to turn me on.

“Just for me” in St. Lucia, my wife wore a different swimsuit each day. Each swimsuit was the kind she’d never wear in public because each showed off her pubic hair to some degree or another. My two favorites were (1) a one-piece, lavender suit with high cut sides so you could see the sides of her hairy triangle very clearly—at least an inch of pussy hair on each side; and (2) a white, string bikini with bottoms so small that her dark, hairy bush was showing on all three sides of the white bottoms, especially the top, where a good inch or more of her furry bush was constantly on display.

She wore these swimsuits all day, in and out of the pool, like it was no big deal. So I was constantly teased and treated with the sight of her hairy bush. I had a near constant hard on! I tried not to stare the whole time, but I could barely tear my eyes away from the sight of all that dark, sexy pubic hair. She loved the attention and it made her horny to turn me on.

The only downside was she wouldn’t let me take any pictures. She’s paranoid that somehow our kids will find them. She told me I just have to take mental pictures, which sucks because my mental pictures are already starting to fade.