When the guys are around, the conversation always ends up being about the same old fishing stories,” I pouted.“But baby, I brought your favourite ...ittle red rod and your lucky lure. You can get in on the conversation too,” he said. Like that was what I wanted to do, I thought sarcastically. Now normally I enjoy fishing with the best of them... today, however I had other things on my mind.“Ya, but I can’t do this with the guys around,” and with that I took my seat belt off and slid over to the. Her eyes were hooded and dripping with restrained lust as she took hold of my still solid cock. Using it like a lead she pulled me from the bathroom.I felt a blush of fear run over me when I saw my shaven reflection in her bedroom mirror. Except for one sculptured patch of pubic hair above my iron hard cock, my body hair was no more. Astonished by my willingness, and the pain involved in letting her shape my once thick pubic hair into the heart shape she desired I gawped at my reflection.. Still she thought, it was the two older children she was trying to escape from, surely the baby would be fine at the mall. Lauren agreed as she kissed her husband goodbye and slipped upstairs to get changed and retrieved the still sleeping baby. Lauren had initially contemplated doing her shopping dressed as she was, in track pants and sweatshirt but as she passed the mirror she reconsidered this. "This is the first time I have been out all week, I'm not going out LIKE THIS!" she said, looking. Michael guided Alan to a table in full view of the women where theycould use their phones to take photos of them. With Alan sitting downMichael went to the bar to get the drinks. He arrived back with a beerfor himself and a sparkling wine for Alan. Alan eyed his drink andthey could hear Michael tell him that it was fine and that he could behimself now as they were alone.The ladies phones were clicking away as Michael then put his arm aboutAlan and kissed him long and hard on the lips. The.