I let theshower water run over my crotch and got rid of any hair that might stillbe on me. Then I got out and looked at my handy work in the mirror.I ...as now a "bald eagle" as the term went and all that was down there wasa freshly shaven vagina and not a single strand of hair could be seen.With that sorted I was cold and I grabbed my robe hanging on the doorhanger. I put it on and wrapped the belt around me. Even wearing a men'sbathrobe was turning me on and since my breasts were large they. ”“I never said I was complaining...” he murmured, trying hard not to stare at her spectacular figure.She finished her breakfast and leaned back on the chair, crossing her slender legs. “It’s a good point. I’ll have to try to rein in my enthusiasm a little when we’re in public.”Charles toyed with his mug and it was obvious he had something on his mind as he studied the brunette. “Lynette ... how long do you plan on serving as Fleet Admiral?”“At least ten years,” she replied without hesitation.. "Larry, that feels so good when you put it in me from behind. The other way, it hurts like you are mashing it against something, and bending me on my insides. That's why I like it better that way. The other way, you can't put it in so hard, or so deep, because then it hurts me" You seemed to like it when we did it that way the first time." I did, but it still hurt me, and the other way doesn't. Maybe if you didn't put all of it in me?" When I'm getting ready to cum, it has to be in all the way,. I turned and hurried into the graveyard and quickly found my Mother's gravestone covered with flowers.Sylvia Jones1960 - 2011Beloved wife and mother.I knelt down and planted a red rose amongst the other flowers. I stared down at her grave. My bottom lip began to quiver, as my eyes filled up with tears and then they flowed down my cheeks. I heard a twig snap from behind and my head snapped round.But there was no one there.I quickly got to my feet and scanned frantically around at the spooky.