She parked her car and I parked alongside her. Getting out I said ‘Wow, impressive place.’ ‘Yeah, I was really lucky, a friend wanted to buy it ...or his business, but it was too big. So I agreed to buy it with him and live in part of it. I have the top floor and he has the ground. It’s mostly offices, so there is no one there in the evenings or at weekends. It is really private and the security is good, so I have no real worries.’ She glanced towards the other car and said ‘Hmm Peter’s working. One of the women who was working out there came up to me one day."Well miss, we've been talking, and we all thing you should really shave your legs." Why?" I said."It's just unsightly for a woman to have all that hair! I know you like the 'butch' look, but we hate seeing your legs like that. Could you please shave them?" Uh... I'll think about it" I said.When we went home and showered together, Brooke took her razor, and held it up to me. She started to shave my legs. And I just stood there and. Take me, for I am yours."Although he heard the Shakespearian terms, Dave's mind was still swimming in focused pleasure as he moved his tongue around Sarah's lips in an attempt to extend her excitement. After licking three laps around her nether lips, he started a sensual jousting competition with his princess's clit and tunnel of love - he first pushed his lingual lance deep inside her then trailed the tip over her clit. His good lady's entire body began to shake so he withdrew his lance and. Before I could react, she was upon me, and I had little choice but to comply. As I began to lick her soaking wet snatch, she grabbed two handfuls of my hair and pulled my face tighter against her parted labia. "OH MY, OH MY, OH GOOD LORD GOD AND THE 12 APOSTLES!" she declared, as she rode my mouth hard. I was astonished by her stamina, as she kept up a feverish pace, until her hot juices squirted out and soaked my face, and the bed sheets to boot.She ended up collapsing on top of my head for.