I said the hell with it and removed as much hair as I could from my neckdown, leaving the hair on my forearms and on my back/anus/most of theperineum ...ostly from all of that being hard for me to easily reach.It'd been a long time since I've done this, I used to shave myselfoccasionally to more "enjoy" those times when I dressed but as it wasn'tsomething I regularly or often did I hadn't done it in a while. Whenshaved I made sure to rub myself down nicely with some moisturizer,every other day. ” I moan loudly as I obey and pain shoots from my breasts while an unspeakable pleasure spreads through me. “Whose little painslut are you?” Daddy says, his voice low and almost growling. “I am, Daddy.” My voice sounds high and breathy; the sensations shooting through my body clouding my thoughts and making me feel mad with lust and pleasure. Daddy makes me pull and twist my nipples until they burn like fire, sending intense pulses of desire through my body with even the slightest touch. “Are. Aunty came back with the dinner and we helped ourselves to the great and delicious food she had prepared. We talked about the kind of life we both were leading and other such topics.All the while I was hiding my erection from her and kept myself in control. After dinner we watched TV and then decided that it was time to go to bed. I kept my thoughts to myself and wore the pajama given to me, and retired to my room. I had a raging hard-on and found it difficult to sleep as my mind was on aunty’s. Wo jagah bahut secret type thi jo society ke kone main thi aur wahan tala hota hai to main andar jhanka.Maine dekha ki hamara kaamwala jo muslim hai woh ek kaamwali ko chod raha tha.Usne us ladki ke kapde phaad diye the aur jaise rape kar raha tha.But maine socha bhi nahi tha ki wo aisa ho sakta hai.Woh hamare ghar par bahut loyal aur mom ki har baat manta hai.Woh bahut rudely use chod raha tha.Mujhe man hua ki main chillau lekin main mazaa uthana chahta tha.Phir main chala gaya. Ghar par mom.