’ ‘Not even close,’ she replied. ‘I have more than forty bras that I wear regularly!’ Now this got my attention. ‘You have what? More than...forty bras?’ I asked her. ‘I thought you told me a few weeks ago that they’re more expensive in your size?’ ‘Yes, silly,’ she said, ‘that’s just the point. I buy them whenever there’s a sale or some kind of promotion. I wait for those and then I try to get a discount by buying as many of them as I can. Usually large cupped bras like mine are only available. “Hi guys!”“Hi Davey!” Aunt Sarah twitched a little, but calmed down and rolled with it after her initial reaction. “Your mom was telling me about her shaved pussy, so I asked her to help me clean mine up…smooth as a newborn’s ass.” Her voice was more than a little breathy.“Cool, but mom, you need to finish shaving her and finish her off so we can go.”“Done with the razor, Davey will you put this on the sink, please?”I took the razor and put it on the sink. When I turned around, Rachel had her. In this position my fingers could bathe in her wetness. "Kelly, I want you to know that as far as I'm concerned you're perfect. But, and this is the crucial point, certain things are so perfect, that they cry out to be shared with others. Imagine if there was only one record of, say Beethoven's Fifth, and I had it. I would have to play it to someone else so that they would also know that it is a masterpiece."I'm not sure what you're driving at." It's simple really, Kelly. I think it would be. I felt the pain, but more importantly, I now felt pleasure. No part of my body was left untouched. When he struck my breasts, my nipples hardened, and I suddenly came, drenching the sheet as I screamed in sexual satisfaction. Tossing the belt aside, he moved quickly. Grabbing my legs and pushing my knees to my chest, he buried himself in me. Fast and hard, he fucked as I rode the waves of another orgasm. The look on his face was primitive, almost animalistic. He called me his slut and, as we.