The Love of Bald Pussy

There comes a pivotal point in everyone's life that decides what kind car you drive, your favorite color, the friends you have, the type of job you do, who you marry, your hobbies and/or what you do with your leisure time. I will relate to you why I LOVE bald pussy.
I do not, repeat do not like bald pussy because I'm some sort of pervert. If you are not over the age of 20 I am not interested. I may look but that's as far as it goes. I was going on 19 when I met up with a few of my older friends and we went to the movies. It was a lame movie but at least it got us out of the heat. After the movie we went to the downtown area where there were several x-rated movie theatres, peep shows etc. We decided to go into a bar that had exotic dancers. I had no problem being allowed in. I looked older than my age besides I was ready to show my fake ID anyway. The guy at the door looked at me, looked at my ID and asked me if I was over 21 and I said yes. He couldn't care less how old I really was and I was allowed izmir escort to go in.
Inside the music was blaring. My buddies and I sat at the bar and had a few beers. The dancing was taking place at the stage in the back of the place. We eventually found our way there and sat at a few chairs by the stage. It was great. Several dancers came up made their moves to the music stripped naked and we gave them a few dollars while they danced for us. There was a Latina looking girl, an oriental girl and the rest were just your typical white girls doing their things. Not really interesting to me until she came on stage.
She looked great! I think her name was Sheila. She had a nice firm ass, muscular thighs and calves, nice tits with what looked like beige nipples. Her hair was shoulder length dark brown or black (couldn't tell in the lights). Her eyes were gorgeous. Hazel which turned green or dark brown depending on how the light hit them. I was in awe of this specimen of womanhood.
The izmir escort bayan other dancers were ok in my opinion but this was one took the cake. She knew how to move her body, tease the men that were sitting around looking at her but to me she was dancing for my benefit. She pulled her nipples and they stood right up begging to be sucked. My mouth was water.
Someone put a beer in front of me but I don't know if it was one of my friends or a waitress. I was staring at her as she came my way. We made eye contact and that was it. I nearly came in my pants. When she squatted in front of me she showed me her ass with a slight view of her asshole but what she did next will forever be engraved in my mind. She squatted again, leaned back and showed me the most wonderful looking pussy I have ever seen. It was perfect. No hair. I'm not talking about her shaving it off. In my view, and believe me I had a good view, there was no stubble, not a hint of ever having any escort izmir hair anywhere. I was in love not with her but with her pussy. I would have given her anything she wanted just to touch and lick her. Needless to say I stayed riveted to the seat until she made a couple more passes around the stage but always coming back to me and showing me her pussy. Her eyes looking down at me also made my dick twitch but it was that perfect hairless pussy with symmetrical lips, the pee hole and ever so small vaginal entrance that did it for me. I went home and finally exploded thinking of her perfect pussy.
I have had several lovers, several girlfriends and been married several times. I have asked all of them to shave their pubic hair. In some instances I've volunteered to shave them. There is nothing and I mean nothing more wonderful that eating a pussy without the hair to get in the way. My favorite position is the woman laying on her back and I laying on my stomach eating her out. I will admit that on many occasions I get so into it that I come on the sheets just from eating a woman out. Thanks to Sheila this is the way it will be for the rest of my life.
Let's hear from anyone that reads this. What was the most pivotal moment in your life? Thanks in advance for sharing.