You seemed to really enjoy me playing with yourtitties the other night and it will be easier for me to do that withoutall that nasty hair. You decide...whether or not you want to, but I thinkyou'd really like it."I thought about it for a minute and decided to take the razor into theshower with me. I did have quite a bit of hair on my chest, and I couldimagine that it might feel better if it wasn't there when my wife playedwith my breasts. And after all, lots of men shave or even wax. She wished us goodnight, a strange expression on her face like she hadn’t known what hit her, quickly shutting her front door while we all had good chuckle. ‘Her loot was gone!’ Boasted Gavin in his Patriotic mercenary garb, wearing wrap around sunglasses with a toy replica assault rifle gripped in his hands. ‘That was almost perfect …except for Pussy lips I mean’ We all made sure to glare at Jimmy Bond, hauling a pitifully small amount of loot in his Super Mario Brothers pillowcase. He looked. "Oh god, Randy, oh god, keep that up... you know I love the way you lick my clit. Don't stop until I cum." I slipped my middle finger into her cunt. Her wetness seemed more slippery than before. I went knuckle deep then turned my finger and rubbed it across her G-Spot like I was motioning her to come to me. Essie moaned more deeply now and her breathing stepped up. She was building for an orgasm. I slipped my index finger in now also. With two fingers rubbing her G-Spot, she climaxed. I pressed. She'd read stories in which the men all had –ten-inch cocks, but she'd never believed they really existed. Surely he couldn't fit that up her tight cunt.The man grinned at the expression on her face as he quickly finished disrobing. "Now bitch, you're gonna show me how sorry you are," he growled. "On your knees!" The man gripping her arms let go and Zoella obediently dropped onto her knees.At eye level the enormous dick looked even bigger, and Zoella knew she had to do something. She could give.