I kept stroking while I was cumming and finished with jism all over my stomach. I had not cum for a while and this felt great.I looked at my sister wh... was just staring at me. No look of desire or shock - just looking curiosly. When I softened up, she just said "Thanks" and got up and walked out.I went to the shower and got cleaned up. When I came out, she was making dinner and asked me how often I wanked. I told her I had not in a while, explained my Fuck Buddy's and how it had been dry for. I hope you won't hate me after, but I won't blame you if you do." Rob took another deep breath, then looked her in the eyes again. "From the day we met in training, I've felt something for you. It was an immediate attraction, because you're smart, funny, and very self-assured. Plus you're so damned pretty. How could a guy not have a crush on you?"And all this time, I thought that's all it was, a crush. It was easy to ignore it, and deny my feelings, because we've never been alone like this. But. He added another clutch of hairs beside the first. "Sure. Those are for you."I loved the feel as he slowly clipped my pussy hair as short as he could, careful not to pinch me in the scissors, letting the rest of the clippings drop into the wastebasket.It only took a few minutes for him to give me a real short cut down there, since I didn't have very much to begin with. I brushed myself with my fingers, feeling the bristles, and giggled. "Now the razor," I said."Now the razor," he agreed with a. Hi Dad." I know the look on my face said it all. I mean, as quick as I could recover, there was a lot of guilt there for a few seconds and we both knew it. He'd really busted me good."Where have you been, Samantha?" he asked. Daddy was over by the sink, making coffee, I guess, but doing it slowly."I was, um..." I swallowed hard, " ... at a party." A party." My dad nodded. "Okay, so ... Tell me about it." Uh, well it was just a party. Some people, high school guys were having it." I just stood.