The soap is so thick that it stands up in little peaks like white meringue and the countless bubbles tickle my erect clit increasing my arousal. My le...s shiver with anticipation as you pick up the sharp razor and bring it to the lowest point of my pussy just above the cleft of my ass angling upward toward the hollow of my thigh The blade is warm from the hot water and I know you won't hurt me but I still hold my breath without really meaning to. You rake the cutting edge gently. I frequently watched his sex starve by peeping into his bedroom through garden’s backside.But there was no sign of Lijina.But i waited. (Guys if you liked the story,please mailme: )During the last few days,he started to buy some sets of woman’s lingerie and innerwears.I,while driving asked him,”sir why can’t your wife bought them,herself?” He laughed and told “its not for my wife,it’s for an another lady,a village goddess,whom i purchased from the calicut mafias” i was surprised and amazed to. As Lindsey lay back on a bench, she breathed heavily. She had never realized how fun having sex was. Her father had shown her a way of living. She wanted more. She had to have more. She didn't even care who gave it to her. Lindsey was hooked.(_)(_)(_) The clock was clicking closer to the end of math class in the last five minutes. Lindsey watched as Mr. Wright paced around the room. He was so handsome. Every movement he made was performed with a grace so rarely seen in men of his nature. He was. "The dining room table?" she clarified. I nodded."What...?" she started to ask, but her brain was struggling as well. She took a deep breath and gave out a concerned sigh."Come with me," she asked as she rolled out of the bed.I stood up and waited by the door while she stepped into her closet for a moment. She smirked at me as she returned with a light robe wrapped around her body."You probably ought to put something on," she teased."Feeling modest?" I asked as I pulled my pants on."We have to.