With that, she preceded to snip the long hairs off of Christine's pussy. In a very short period of time, Christine's full, lush bush was reduced to al...ost stubble, except for a thin stripe a little wider than the space of her outer lips, which were glistening with moisture. It was very erotic. Next Maureen smoothed some lotion on the stubble and stood up and went into the bathroom. She returned shortly with a small basin, a washcloth and a razor.Slowly and ever so carefully, Maureen reduced the. Nothing was out of the ordinary. Only Suzie knew there was something different. Well, my wife and I noticed our daughter acting differently, but we wrote it off to pre-teen changes. Little did we know that Suzie would come up and give me a hand-job almost every Saturday before she would wake me up.One Saturday, though, things changed for me. I started to wake up while she was stroking me. I felt this and immediately thought my wife was doing it. As I was moaning in pleasure, I thought back to a. As he kissed her neck he noticed the collar, his collar. He kissed the collar also, licking under it with his tongue.“Michael, we shouldn’t do this” she told him between thrusts, “Someone could catch us.”He looked at her his blue eyes narrowed as one brow shot up. “Are you telling me no slave?”Knowing the tone of his voice she dropped her head, “No Master, never.”He pulled her neck back up to his mouth and resumed kissing and sucking it. She thrust her ass back toward him and began to move. John moved in front of her, she was looking at the ground sad or ashamed or both. His feelings were impossible to put into perspective, a connection an attraction, his mind was racing. He put his hands on her shoulders, and she stopped crying, his touch made her feel safe, she had emotions for him but knew it was not meant to be. John took his left hand and moved it to her chin and gently raised it until her big brown eyes were again looking directly into his, as they did two days earlier. "I.