She then brought over a wet shaving kit which she put on the couch beside me.“I am going to shave you now,” she said, “and because you have been...so good, I will sit in your lap to do this.” Before I could think, she climbed into my lap, leant back and eased my smooth cock into her deliciously smooth and tight anus. “But, Master, you are to stay perfectly still, or I will not be able to shave you.”It was the most extraordinary and sensual shave of my life. Although she insisted that I remain. "Am I not being good?"Jon chuckled and then he pressed her hands closer to his shaft."Oh no, you're great... I knew that there was a slut deep inside of you." He explained and Kyra blushed. She didn't know why, but every time he called her like that, her whole body tingled and her pussy -yes, she was even getting used to call it that way- grew hotter."What should I do now, professor?" Kyra inquired lowly and Jon grinned."Unbutton my pants and pull the zipper down." He ordered and Kyra gave him. He was soo nice at the party and such a sweetie to get me a gift that when he asked me out, I didn’t think twice about saying yes,” Mom explained. After a little small talk and some breakfast, I decided I would go upstairs for a quick change of clothes before I headed to the gym again. My plan for today was to hit the gym, go shopping then come home to work on a résumé so I could find a part time job. I had asked mom what she had planned, but she told me she hadn’t thought that far ahead yet.. What about the husband?" Peter Parker, a freelance photographer for The Daily Bugle." Freelance? That's French for he can't hold a job. Obviously a man of no consequence. It should be fairly easy for me to make his wife my bitch."Kraven The Hunter smiled his predatory smile as he envisioned the luscious redhead spread naked before him."What do you mean, "pardoned?" How can they justify pardoning a hardened criminal?" That isn't your concern Parker. All you need to know is that he is out of.