The trip took me about forty five minutes. I didn’t mind the leisurely drive, since I had nothing better to do. I didn’t drive the bike at anywher... near full speed, because I still had concerns that it might flip over. It was a known issue with tricycles.Besides it gave me time to think about my personal life without any interruptions. As I had for the last week, I reran the images of Lucy and me watching the movie. Even though she and I agreed that it never happened, I couldn’t get it out of. I would rinse her tiny hairs out of the razor and go back to work. I had her completely shaved all too quickly so I lathered her up again and shaved her a second time.Then I used a nice warm wet washcloth to clean her up. I squirted out a small puddle of baby oil in my palm and rubbed it all over her freshly shaved skin. I slipped my finger back in between her lips and fingered her clit for two more orgasms. She thanked my wife for letting me shave her and said that she might need another shave. The skimpy cover was nothing but a collection of green gummy candies. I took a lick.“I hope you like lemon-lime,” she said. “Go ahead, eat it! Then you can eat what’s behind it.”She moaned when I put my mouth on it. She put a hand on the back of my head and pulled my head closer to my dessert. As I chowed down she bombarded me with slut talk and described all of the things we were going to do. I grabbed her ass in my hands and held her key lime pie steady, making it easier to munch.“There you. "You too," replied Denise, surprised by the effect of the woman's lips. Nervousness had been replaced by building anticipation at the bistro. The moment with Mary and the handsome Roger removing her skirt and panties and her lover being sucked deep had brought her into complete lust."Show me," she breathed."It takes getting used to," warned Mary. Denise found that to be an understatement.Distracted by Roger's able tongue and fingers on and in her cunt ("She's even got a gorgeous pussy,".