Keeping the rhythm of my finger going, sensing her pleasure building, this is what it’s all about. She turns her head, we kiss again, tongues search...ng. She comes. Tensing belly, bucking hips, scream suppressed by the tightness of our mouths together, she comes. Hard. Sensing how long to keep her going, easing the pressure on her clit, letting her back down gently from her ecstasy.We stay with tongues and mouths together, letting the water wash over us for a minute or two. “Yes?” I ask. Oh, how embarassing it was!"Well, what this does is shave the hair around the sensitive places on your body. Like your nipples..." That wasn't the only sensitive spot it shaves. She shaved the hair on my cock and balls."Damn! Shaved off all the hair on my private area!", I exclaimed."Yeah, and looking great! And, see, I have no hair down there either!", she said as she pointed out her bare pussy."True! You look great." You too! Lemme finish up here."She put the original head back on and. Ko dekh raha tha neeche ki taraf mera dhyan gaya to dekha ke aunty ke ghutno tak saree upar thi main ab neeche dekne laga aunty ne jhadu dete samay apne legs failaye to maine dekha ke aunty ne neeche panty nahee pehni thi aur aunty ki pussy dikh rahi hain, mera lund ab zor zor se jhatke maar raha tha aur main uss ke saath ider uder ki batein kar raha tha aur neeche pussy ko bhi dekhRaha tha clean shave pussy thi ek dam clean pir aunty uth gayi aur sham ko chacha bhi agaye chacha mujh se mil kar. ‘Thank you, Doreen,’ she said. ‘I do value your friendship, and I’d hate to lose it, too.’ She stood up. ‘I have to go.’ Doreen stood up, too. ‘Could I have a hug?’ she asked. Lois hugged her friend, and now-former lover, then left her office. Her heart was pounding, but it wasn’t from the hug the pretty assistant principal had given her. She was on the way to the bus terminal to pick up Dennis Livingston, her teenage lover. The relationship she had with the young man was the reason Lois had.