"Why yes, there is, Paul. You see, my boyfriend and I have a problem. You see, he likes to get blow jobs but I just can't stand doing them."For a seco...d, my mind completely froze."That's right, Paul. I need you to suck my boyfriend's cock for me." Kathryn," I said, freaking out, "I can't. I'm not gay. I don't do that sort of thing." He and I are perfect for each other in every other way," she continued, ignoring me, "except for this one little thing. And he's been getting increasingly annoying. I saw her out the door and upon returning to the living room he stood and came staright to me and put his hands under my top and realeased my wanting breast from my bra grabbing my nipples forcefully and making my knees go weak.he pulled my top off and pulled my trousers to to ground.im squirming now and getting wetter....then he removed all my clothes and pushed my face onto his hard throbbing cock,pushing it as far back as he could,pinching my nipples between his fingers,god it turns me on.he. She spins me around and pushes me onto the bed. Her hands grasp my tracksuit bottoms and they come off in one swift movement; pulled down my legs and discarded. She knows there will be no knickers, we never wear any underwear when we’re sexting.I scramble up the bed, dragging my naked cunt after me. My T-shirt just covering my tits that are wobbling like fuck. I stop when I reach the headboard. All I can do is look at her horny face as she stares at my pussy. Her eyes flick onto mine. There I was in my undies looking in the mirror, moving my body around glancing over my shoulder at myself, trying to decide if I liked what I saw - i decided I did and smiled.I had no idea on the best way to shave I was worried, what if I cut myself there, what would happen it looks so delicate? I decided the best thing to do was to take a shower and this would help soften the skin first.I started the shower and stepped back, sliding one finger into each side of my panties and with my legs.