Hurrying as fast as I can, I remember her words, "Completely shaved". I have never shaved my legs before, but I dare not disobey this order. It is bet...er to shave too much than too little, I believe. I wash my body twice, scrubbing hard with my washcloth to clean my body as thoroughly as possible. With my body still warm from the shower and my skin moist, I spread the shaving cream on my legs, one at a time, and shave them as best I can. Once I feel they are sufficiently smooth, I go to the. The one gets when they feel they’re being watched. I listened to the night. The girl’s sobs matched those of the distant cries of her unfortunate kindred.The fun over and I reluctantly pulled out, leaving the warmth of her arse for the cold of the night. I climbed from the bed and went to reach for my sword. But it was gone. Had I forgot where I’d placed it? No soldier worth their salt would make such a mistake.I hadn’t, of course. And as I turned around I was met with the stabbing point of my. Dude must either be hung like a horse or sharing you with half the city. Is that how you’ve paid for this house, babe? On your back, legs spread, dripping the precious cum men gifted you?”“Don’t say things like that, please,” she begged, panting. “I’m not… I am still worth fucking. I am not loose. Tom paid for everything we have and of course he got to fuck me, what else did I have to offer? You know that. Please, Curtis, I am begging you!”“Your wet pussy says otherwise. It says you’re addicted. Andrea’s body stiffened hard and she let out a sharp yelp as my cock was immersed by her tight ass. “Oh shit! You mother fucker!” she yelled. She acted like I was being too hard and filthy, but body told me otherwise. As I drilled her asshole, she looked over her shoulder at me, with her ice blue eyes and smiled. She also met each of my thrusts with her hips while cupping my balls with a free hand. “Shut the fuck up! I know that you love it, don’t you!” I retorted. Andrea didn’t say anything.