After showering and shaving I emerged from the steam-filled bathroom wearing only my robe and a pair of slippers. Sarah looked at me. "I thought I tol... you to shave." "I did shave," I said, rubbing my chin. "What about those?" she said, pointing at my legs. It was at this moment that I began to doubt my wife's sanity and determined to put my foot down. Twenty minutes later, apart from a few nicks, my legs were as smooth as a baby's bottom. (They actually felt nice, but I wasn't going to tell. I let a few more drops of pee out and he licked more. Finally i just let go and finished peeing…..When i finished he was there to clean me up……Licking my pussy fast, Putting his tongue deep into my pussy trying to get every drop. Opening my legs wider his tongue dug deeper into my pussy…..in/out. All at once the bathroom door flew open and my friend Tim walked in…” What the fucks going on in here?” He yelled. ” What are you doing?” ”. ” “What’s this all about?” I inquired. “Did you once own a 1969 Porsche?” He asked. “Yes, it was stolen 30 odd years ago.” I said. “Why?” “I think we found it.” He stated. “Do you know the VIN?” I have the VIN for that car burned in my brain, I’ve spent decades trying to find it. I’ve been in contact with most Porsche clubs and collector car auctions and even contacted Porsche in Germany. Nothing ever showed up, the car simply vanished. I recited the VIN for the officer. “I still have the title. You won’t be a drain. Besides, you seem to have it all together. Smart, practical, realistic, etc.,” Mallory accepted with a ghost of a wink for him.“What about me? Who should I wed?” Chettur exclaimed, somewhat worried all of the sudden.“Neha. She’s my slave, though, so accept that you’ll always play second fiddle to me. You should get a girlfriend or two on the side. Even so, it helps for public appearances if Neha is married to another man. It’s best if the general public doesn’t know that.