Finally i was done cutting and we inspected my work. It was terrible, clumps of stubby hair everywhere. Well, again, in for a penny, in for a pound. i...might as well finish the job and shave the stubble and hope the outcome is better than this. The Boyfriend cleaned up the kitchen and we both jumped in the shower/tub. As i stood in the streaming water, He sat in the tub looking up at my pussy, telling me how hot i looked shaving. My razor for my legs clogged up with hair almost immediately and i. As I spoke I looked more carefully at her face and body as she continued to look away. ‘Are you talking about nude pictures . . . or just pictures in your lingerie or swimsuit?’ ‘The kind with all my clothes off,’ she almost whispered, and then looked up at me with tortured eyes. She had not blushed, as I expected, but had turned even paler than before. I wasn’t sure what I was getting into, but her vulnerability turned me on, whether the emotion was noble or not. I had to respond to that. ”“So, Ian, my boyfriend, was so into it. Like totally. Like, hungry for it, and even then, even that first time when I kissed him and dripped that huge load into his mouth, I’m thinking, uh-huh, he could be the one.”“The one?” I asked. “The one who lets me watch him get fucked in the ass by another man.”I choked! I shouldn’t have been surprised, but her comment just caught me off guard. I cleared my throat and asked, “Is this something you’ve wanted to do for a long time?”She just moaned. When. It was tingling form all the action I had received but that didn't stop me from smiling ear to ear reliving some of it. Again I made sure I was clean outside and in so that I would not be dribbling all over the house. After toweling off I grabbed a pair of shorts he had laid out for me and walked out to find the smells of bacon and eggs cooking. Walking through the house the dogs came to greet me and as I petted them I noticed they had no real interest in me other than as a person to give them.