”“You keep telling me that I’m ‘safe’. I don’t feel very ‘safe’ when I’m around Kate. What do you mean by ‘safe’?”“You’re ...afe. You’ll tell her she’s pretty. You won’t laugh at her or make fun of her. You won’t make crude comments about her. You won’t call her names. You won’t tell her that she’s a tease for making you hard by sitting on your lap and not wanting to go any further. You won’t tell her that she’s a slut because she likes what it feels like when her boobs push up against your. I cast my eyes around the bar, it was lit with subdued tones, couples were making out in corners, relieving their frustrations, often built up at places of work, where restrictions were in place to stop copulation happening, this bar served as a meeting point for two such people to be intimate.We were off to the end and isolated, 'Why not went through my mind', I let my knees open again causing him to look down there. My panties were tied with a little bow above my right hip, I reached down. Lynn filled the tub, added some bath oils, and left me to soak with a glass of wine to sip.After about 15 minutes She came back with a can of shaving gel and two Lady Bic razors. With Lynn instructing me, I raised one leg up out of the water applied the gel and started the slow new task. First my toes, then my leg felt the blade. I only got two nicks on the first leg, but four on the other as I got more nervous.Then Lynn gave me the second razor “you need to do them again Lori”, She said.. It was a lovely, unhurried fuck, and Sarah rode me for probably twenty minutes before she began to show signs of mounting arousal. I began to rear up to meet her thrusts, but she had other ideas, and lifting from me turned over and got on her knees. I was in position in a flash as she raised her hips high for me. I quickly rolled over onto my knees and leant forward to bury my face on the cleft of her buttocks, fingering her pussy as I began to tongue the puckered rosebud of her ass. She was.