As a benediction of how I feel, I have promised myself that that gift is yours and yours alone.We snuggled together afterwards. You know, as I always ...ell you, that snuggling is the best part. And I know, as you always tell me, that is because you love me and will always take the time to tell me that after you have hurt me.Cocooned in your arms, you held me while I sobbed, laughed, covered your face in kisses and repeatedly whispered, “I love you.”Of course, you eventually had to shower, you. And in the case of one painter, a man in his mid 40's with gray but fashionably styled hair, I knew he was turned on by how he couldn’t help but give himself and idle stroke now and again. Between this and the cam sessions, I’m realizing I’m a bit of an exhibitionist.I rejoined Lily when the time was up, and surprisingly didn’t feel the need to immediately put my shorts back on. "Well I owed you, so there it was. Let's see what you drew," I said, trying to be as casual as possible.Lily was. I accepted and we got to work. We were only a few centimetres away. He looked at me and we stared into eac others eyes as we slowly leaned in towards each other. Our lips touched and I moaned. He licked my bottom lip asking for entery. I gladly gave it to him and as his tongue explored my mouth, he pushed me back against the couch. He climbed on top of me, straddling me, his hands wandering all over me, carreasing my hair, rubbing my stomach and even giving my breasts a squeeze every now and. Our naked bodies slipping past each other as we lathered up in soap. She grabbed her pink razor from the shelf and took me by the hand. "We need to get you shaved, Sarah." I somehow knew this was coming. I couldn't go out in public as a girl with hairy legs and armpits, but I had never done this before. Molly was looking for a full commitment. "Here, let me help you." Molly bent down and started to drag the razor across my shin. She worked her way up one leg and started on the other. She came.