Friend's hippy mom

I had a mate whose Mum was a bit of a hippy. Hairy legs and pits and she rarely wore a bra. I was probably about 9 or 10 and I remember one night she read us a story in her bed. Her son was sitting next to her and I was further down the bed near her legs. She had a nightly on and I remember seeing that she had no panties on. She had a huge untamed black haired bush. Her knees were bent with her legs open so I had a perfect view. I just stared at it while she read the book. The memory still gets me hard. It’s also probably responsible for my preference for a really hairy bush.