" Brit said smiling and panting. Now I shifted towards Lori.I spread her legs, seeing that huge mound of hair on her twat."Honey, we have got to do so...ething about that bush of yours. It's just too much." "I know. But I'm afraid of trimming it. I don't want to snip, or cut myself." I'll do it for you.Brit said. "I promise I won't hit any skin. I do it to myself, and I never snipped any skin." "Oh....Okay." Lori said with a sigh.I went to my dresser and grabbed my shaving kit. I opened it up as. You need to talk it over with Alex. I’ll need an answer soon.”“I’ll talk with her tonight when I get to the apartment. Right now, I need to go talk with Viktor—he’s asked to see me.” ALEXIAAfter going to the drug store to buy some Ibuprofen, all I could think about was getting off my feet. I inserted my keycard in the door and waited for the green light. I wondered if anyone was home yet. My mind was preoccupied by what was going to happen with my pregnancy and pending nuptials. Truth be told,. . Salas.” Selena’s entire body vibrated at the intimate contact. “You are so beautiful Selena,” Salas whispered in her ear. He kissed her ear and licked around the lobe. Selena kissed Salas’ chest wall, and swept her tongue over his skin. “Oh baby, I want to feel my dick inside you so bad.” The structure of his sinewy body shielding hers, his erect dick lying at the door to her womanhood, and a colony of chest hairs tickling her skin, weakened her with anticipation to feel his dick pumping. He's married (as many of my visitors are it seems), but his wife suffers from a particularly debilitating form of MS, and takes good care of her (from what I've been able to glean from the occasional comment from him), but doing so creates a high degree of emotional stress on him, and so about once a month Pete will text me and ask if he could drop by the glory hole for a blow job session (and 'stress reliever' as he refers to it, somewhat euphemistically), and I'm always happy to accommodate.