She looked incredibly sexy. Jack wondered if she had panties on. He knew she wasn’t dating anybody and had heard that she had a crush on Jack. They ...ere friends, but never actually fooled around.Everybody had a crush on Jack. He was the captain of the football team and the star quarterback. Jack liked all the girls, but he did have a soft spot for Diane. Diane had an awesome body and could do back handsprings and all kinds of gymnastics. He thought she’d be fun in bed.Jack had been having sex. Females were at the time, used only to satisfy male sexual needs, not for reproduction of course but men still had sexual needs to have fulfilled they were kept in chains, like the sexual slaves they were, only to be unchained when their male owners wanted to use them for their own pleasure. Since the end of the war men were selling and trading women at auction like livestock at a meat auction. It was at this time a young man got and idea. This young man was a butcher, who enjoyed slaughtering. It only took a minute or so of this, and I was once again raging hard. She smiled with the satisfaction of seeing her effect on me. She picked up the razor and efficiently completed the shave. She carefully removed the hair from all around my cock and my balls, and them wiped me clean with the towel. I looked like I did way back pre-puberty, except for the considerable size of my swollen cock.The whole time she was shaving me, she was working nude. I was fascinated by her skill shaving me, but. I close my eyes and stop listening to the action on the screen. My fingers part my now engorged pussy lips to expose my love button. An ever so light, cold breeze blows over it. I hardly sense it, yet this almost inexistent caress excites me, steepens the scale to my summit.The fake moans coming from the tablet now start to annoy me more than anything else. The autoplay function has decided to pick a total clam jam anyway. Deciding that it has served its purpose, I shove the thing under my.