“I am Jinni, free to come and go, but am duty-bound to grant one wish to the person who unlocks my home.”Ini-Herit stared in fear and amazement. �...�You cannot be real.”The Jinni growled, flicked a flame from his body and set the papers in the trash bin ablaze.“Time is precious Ini and if you don’t make a wish, my next flame will be directed to you.”Ini-Herit had everything but held a wish that scared and aroused him. He blurted, “I wish for incest. To make love with my daughter while watching my. .?And I thought of this as I knelt down and my lover shaved my head. She buzzed me slowly; shearing it off slowly, then she took a bar of soap, wet it and rubbed it on my head. She took two new razors and took the safety off the first one."I'll shave one side of your head with this and the other with the other razor - to make you soooo smooth!"I felt the scrape, scrape, scrape, she pressed hard, thoroughly, when she had finished, she took a steaming hot towel and swiped it over my shining dome. My right arm encircles you, my fingers lightly stroking the soft skin of your back. Time seems still as we lightly stroke each other, our breathing becomes synchronized. Occasionally, one or the other of us reaches for our glasses of red wine. We lean together, our lips meeting, and we taste the wine on each other’s lips. Your hand strokes my chest, and delves lower. I let out a deep sigh as your hand nears my semi-tumescent cock. Your fingers lightly stroke along the underside of my. He slowly runs his hands on the outside of my corset and tells me how sexy I am, how turned on I’m making him and how he is going to show me how much. He takes my hand and leads it down to his crotch. I can feel the hardness of his dick through his pants. Oh my! It feels as if he is very, very well hung. As he kisses me, I unzip his pants, free his dick and start stroking it with my hand. I love the feel of a nice thick dick getting hard in my hand, under my touch. He takes my hand, stops me. .