I tried to freeze, to stop what I was doing, but my body justkept shaving. First one leg, then the other. Then my armpits, arms, andfinally, my crotch... Now, I'm not a hairy guy, but this was a whole newlevel of weird.As I stood there letting the water wash over my now hairless body, Icouldn't help but wonder why I was doing this. My hands worked of their ownaccord, grabbing shampoo and conditioner, face wash, things I had neverbefore seen in my shower. See, I live with just me and my Mom. Dad. Then I came to know she is the wife of the shop owner who was in between 28-30 age. And her husband who was dealing with us was about 37-38 year old. I jerk off 3 times that day thinking about the bhabi.So after that day whenever I met bhaiya I use to tell him “or rtgs mat kiya karo bhaiya, me to idhar roz ata hu, mera Mba ka classes chalta hai. Ap jab bolenge me khud ake collect kar liya karunga, kyu bekar me bank ka tension paloge”. And he convinced and its like a lucky draw coupon for me. I. I felt like I had to cum but couldn’t. He kept working my asshole. I was about to cum. He picked up the pace and it drove me closer. Shaking he let out a grunt. I knew he was cumming but begged him not to stop. With a final thrust cum shot all over my belly as I convulsed in ecstasy. He pulled his limping monster form my hole and walked over to the light switch. Turning on the remaining lights in the room. I just laid there so completely fulfilled and not wanting to move. He complimented me. Polly bent a little to offer her better access and Beverly slid a second finger in. With her other hand, Beverly began playing with Polly’s pussy.Tom positioned himself behind Polly, running the tips of his fingers slowly up and down her back. He grasped his shaft firmly and as Beverly pulled her fingers slowly out of Polly’s anus, the head of his cock slipped in. Polly moaned. Her asshole was incredibly tight, but with the lubricant he slipped in easily, and used his hand to hold his cock back.