That much?”“Of course, I do. I want to shave you, when we were finished, please?”Again, I rose, now at full staff.“Just tell me what to do?”...ith her explaining, I took the scissors, and I trimmed her, using a comb and the scissors. It was both exhilarating and exhausting, and very erotic. She was moaning a little ... until I was finished.I rubbed all over getting the loose hair off her now sparse mound. It got me wondering about Mom’s, wondering if she shaved or not!Lisa next took some Aveeno. I could feel my pussy getting wet as I used my mouth to bring him pleasure. I took his cock straight down my throat in one quick motion. I must have caught him off guard because he groaned and grabbed the back of my head tightly as he thrust his hips up to meet me. As relaxed as my throat was I still gagged on his cock and pulled away coughing. I knew he had to be getting close, so I decided to speed up my efforts, sucking him in hard and deep, using my right hand to help stroke him while I. We always have sex with mutual importance. Mostly, it will be me trying to play the giver part. But my sister now wants me to be the receiver. Whatever, I liked this idea).She went downstairs and kissed my nipples. It was a new sensation for me. I don’t want anyone to play with my nipples but hell yeah, it felt nice. She went further down and removed my shorts and held my dick. She nodded like “Can I?”.I pushed her head towards and dick and said, “Just start it already. Don’t keep me. One called the Swan, the other the George and Dragon. The Bed & Breakfast overlooked the village green - more typically English would be quite impossible to imagine. Except that the housekeeper in my old English Guest-house was actually Hungarian. About 36 - 26 - 36 Hungarian to be more precise, with an accent that was so strong it dripped stereotype continental sexy.We had spoken several times on the phone, so her, ‘so we meet at last,’ wasn’t as contrived as it sounded when she greeted me at.