Sit at my feet. Between my open legs. See my dark hairy cunt in the gusset of my white sheer panties. I ignore you. I relax, lost in thought, day dreaming, knowing you are SO CLOSE you can smell my perfume, my body scent, my pussy. Yet you cannot touch. You wish that my fat hairy pussy would somehow escape from the knickers, that I might pull the gusset to one side so you can feast your eyes on my most private beauty. You are treated to some foot action, as well as a fart and waft. Maybe as I shift to get more comfortable, the cunt will somehow slip out, freeing itself from the confines of my underwear. Maybe it will. Maybe today will be your lucky day. Maybe.