Going into the bedroom she laid down, downed her second glass of wine and poured a third. Handing me her electric razor she said shave me. I gave her ... fantastic Brazilian cut and thought wow. This wow turned into a bigger WOW when she handed me a red marker pen – write SLUT across the top of my pussy. I was staggered by this transformation in her, but duly obliged. She dressed provocatively, rubbing her hands over her body in the process and applied bright red lipstick to her face. The drive. It wasn’t like they were particularly large, it was that he was so big and they were so well formed, that he looked like a classical Greek statue. Maybe the spear bearer Doryphoros. At any rate, he was fantastic eye candy, with his damp hair, which she had determined was the deepest shade of chocolate, hanging down over his shoulders. She sighed wistfully, hoping that he would be ready for a second or third round later in the evening. She wasn’t normally a nympho, but he certainly had turned. .I moved over a little, so that she could get her back under the flow of water, and then I applied the flannel to the bare skin that I had admired when I had seen it lying on top of Adrian a few days earlier.My kid sister did indeed have a lovely back, and I had to resist a strong temptation to soap the wonderful globes of her buttocks as they emerged from her slim waist. I mentally shook my head to remove the idea, finished rinsing the soap off, and rather reluctantly handed her the flannel. Oh yeah, I felt that all right, her finger deepinside me, it was like she hit a live wire. But I still didn't haveenough pressure on me to finish. I was desperate..."P-please, please let me cum, let me finish, oh please." My silly little Carrie. You're open-minded, aren't you, my dear? Youhave a choice. You can get dressed right now and I'll get you an Uberand that's the last you'll see of me. Or I'll ensure that you have thebest orgasm you've ever had, but there are conditions. Which will.