..and maybe because I stopped trying so hard to attain casual sex – that it finally came to me. There’s this Motel along the route that i take to ...alk through the city to the Library, adjacent to the sidewalk that I usually walk on towards the Library. This black lady, dressed down, as though she’d stripped down to just an undershirt and panties and had been laying in her Motel room for half the day, sweating and rubbing her pussy and watching Porn – she pokes her head out the door of Room 2b. " But, but I don't want to be shaved," Mom whined. "Besides, your father-" Wouldn't notice if you grew another head," I finished. "But the girls will be home soon." So, I guess we'd better hurry, Mom. Now hold still." I snipped, then applying the cream, had to pause a few times as Mom had another minor orgasm or two, accompanied by more whimpering. Finally, I spread a thick Turkish towel on the bed and spread Sharon on top of it. I then shaved carefully while Sharon tried not to squirm. Her. She dressed for him that day at the state park. For me she’d wear jeans, sneakers, and a woman’s tee. For him she chose culottes, a sleeveless blouse, and sandals. Willis’ opinion of her had become important. I could see that.He dressed up, too. Dockers, polo shirt, canvas walking shoes. The two of them matched. I was odd man out. Jeans and Tee. Both upscale but not at their level.It was a good day to be outside. Sun was warm. We walked a trail for a while then we sat on a blanket and ate. It’s jumping inside.She bit her lips and started to look at my boxer with lustful sight. I reached near to her and held her hand. She smiled, but she was nervous. Her 27 waist size made me hungry, and I realized the best opportunity. I kissed her forearm. She blinked her eyes. I pushed her towards me and hugged her tightly.She started to respond and hugged me. I kissed her forehead, but she pushed me back and said, “No, Madhan! It’s not fair.” Then she started to walk towards the door. I don’t.