I want to have some of his babies!Sharing with Amy is one thing; Amy's so fun and easy-going and my best friend to boot. Not to mention that I know ju...t what great fun she is in bed, thanks to all of our pussy shaving adventures together, and she's just about as willing and wanton a sex partner as you're ever going to find. I love her, and I love sharing Brother with her. But sharing with the prickly and competitive Ice Queen, a complete stranger? No thanks! I'm gonna have to stop the sparks if. Then, as if to top it all off, I listened in horror as my soft feminine throat voiced an embarrassed, and yet girlish giggle."Hi Mrs. Foster." I chirped in a voice sounding like Honey.She smiled her reply and nodded toward her son, "Don't be long dear, we wouldn't want Leslie to get to bed late."He looked over, smiling at me lustfully, "I'll make sure she gets to bed...plenty early." He spoke low and grinned, pulling me against his chest as we sat on the ground.His mother paused and walked. Lisa shaved her head carefully (she wasn't in love with that cane, still less with the kinky Hatchet-Face) and Samantha checked it for her, running her hand over every square millimetre."You missed a bit, darling. Give me the razor and I'll soon zap those naughty blonde bristles and save those adorable buttocks from another thrashing! I bet you're glad you're not a man! Fancy having to do this for the rest of your life and not just a few months!" A man only shaves his face as a rule. And I. Like her mother she was a blond and like her mother she had a figure that could cause accidents on main street in any town. If I had to guess her breasts were a small D-cup or large C - cup like her mother. They both had blue eyes that seemed to glow."Wow, you have a tennis court Mr. Wills!" Stacy said. "I don't suppose you would let me practice my tennis game here? We don't have a court at our house." I don't see why not but you have to call me Chris. There are several cans of unopened.