.. young college women, just discovering sexuality. Women in their prime, who know how to dress and flirt and play men for their own pleasure, and mat...rnal women, with nice soft curves and somewhat prim expressions on their face, who usually knew more about sex than any of the others. I saw their struts, their swinging hips, and the clothing draped softly off their bodies through the monitors, and I felt their emotions as well. Finally, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a woman who I wanted to. I made frogs rain on frolicking maidens during a festival, their firm titties bouncing and jiggling as they shrieked and ran away from the slimy things. I soured milk. I made wives so horny that they were getting gangbanged while their husbands couldn’t look away.And today, I thought about having fun at the brothel, spying on mortals paying for the most wonderful thing in the world. Sex.A busty, blonde Zeutchian prostitute giggled as she burst into the room I peered into. She already had her. The drinks are free, the music is sixties/seventies, and there's no need to drive home drunk. Either stagger home or crash where you are.Frank and Rachel are our best friends. We knew them from high school. Frank is an auto mechanic; Rachel sells Avon--mostly to Cheryl. Cheryl is fucking Frank fairly regularly. I've had the pleasure of bopping Rachel a few times when she gets shit-faced. Cheryl is bisexual. She's had Rachel more than I have - also when shit-faced.. Rachel gets teased about that. Before I could respond she said follow me.I followed her through her master bedroom and into the master bath. She said to take my pants off and sit on the edge of the jacuzzi tub.She positioned herself between my legs and clicked on an electric razor and slowly buzzed my pubic hair. Clumps of hair fell to the floor of the tub. After trimming the hair short she spread shave cream all over my crotch. Ever so carefully she began shaving my pubic area. My cock began to get hard as her hands moved.