My hand reached for the razor. Starting at the bikini line, the first few strokes cleaned the stubble off the top of my mound. I rubbed my hand to ch...ck for a job well done. The next few strokes reached into the crease between my chunky thighs and outer pussy lips. I passed my hand over the spot. Stubble. Ok, this was not going to be as easy as I had first thought. The next few minutes I tried various positions to best access my plump pussy and shave it clean once again. The soap had. Human hands. Her first thought was it was such a sickly, pale color. Her fingers had come away from itching her arms with clumps of black fur. She shook her hands to get rid of the stuff, disgusted, and peeled the sheet off of her.There was cat fur everywhere, all over her and under and around and clinging to the sheets. Some of it was loose, having fallen out without anywhere to go, but some clumps remained attached to her. She poked at these, simultaneously grossed out and completely. I kissed her shoulder."We." There was a long awkward silence. "Do you have feelings for her?" No! What are you talking about? Where the hell is this coming from?" Every question I posed, and I posed a lot more then just two, was met with that same awkward silence until, I really had nothing else to say." Yes, I guess."I waited for all hell to break loose. I deserved what was coming. I deserved it in spades. What Lynne had done with her body was one thing. What I was doing with my heart, her. I gotta work the next day, early! He even made me tie them to the stairway balustrades, naked but with their shoes and socks still on, and jerked off on me while I licked their assholes and balls. It's not that I dont like it, cuz I love it, but a guys gotta make his own living, right?Ever since mommy and sissy moved into their own place Daddy has been acting weird like that. He and mom had this open marriage thing, whatever that is, until daddy saw mommy fucking three Chinese men. He said he.