But I said nothing as she rubbed the wet cloth over my genitals and then spread the shaving cream all over the area. It may have been just that I was ...o self conscious, but she seemed to spend much too much time spreading the cream around my pussy.She smiled at me. It was a strange smile. For just a fraction of a second I thought I saw something in that smile. It was probably just my imagination. There was almost something predatory about it. But her face immediately softened and I decided that. By this time, I think that he would tell me anything I wanted to hear. The problem was that I had no way of double checking on the truthfulness of what he had to say. Well, sometimes, you just have to trust people.He told me of an old cabin he had been using for a hideout and where to find the strongbox holding the money. The shack was a day's ride away from where we currently were, and I had to come up with a way of insuring House's veracity. "I'll tell you what, Mr. House. The two of us are. I quickly rolled onto my back on the soft fur andwatched her as she stood up and then spread her legs and straddled me in areverse cowgirl manner. I loved it! I had a great view of that ass I love somuch as she slid her dripping pussy down onto my shaft with a groan as I slidall the way up in her. She started riding and I couldn't believe how good itfelt, all that playing with her had me VERY ready. Everything must have beenworking right for her too, as in just a few seconds she let out with a. With a fresh biscuit in hand, he lathered a swipe of the mixture onto the biscuit and took a bite. "We should probably all go. They need to meet Brenda and Audrey, anyway, and you're right, we need to thank them with a little more than just a phone call."Audrey got up to get the coffee pot and refreshed their cups. "I'm a little nervous about meeting your friends. What are we going to tell them about our relationship?" Nothing," Carla chuckled. "Sooner or later the women will ask, and I'll tell.