" I told her I masturbated to my memory of her wearing a dildo in a shower we'd taken together and how good it felt to have sex while we washed. Tessa...pulled the crotch of my panties aside and began to kiss and lick my small mound of pubic hair. She shaved me once a week, leaving a hairy bush on top of my vulva. She licked the hair with abandonment until it was slick and wet. Her long dark hair flowed onto my legs and their gentle feathery touch sent rays of anticipated pleasure to every part. So maybe not? Yes? No?" He was trying his best to be charming. She smiled. It was working. "Well, you don't seem like an axe murderer. And a little company for the sunset would be good. I remember you, Martin. You were checking me out. I waved. And so did you." She smiled a bit more, then said, "Sure, Martin, come in. We can catch the last of the sun if we hurry. My name is Danni." Danni offered her hand and Martin shook it. Smooth, feminine, nice, he thought. They went out to the balcony and. Well I have heard enough women use the sexist argument before so I used it here. Finally, a voice spoke out,"I'll do it." This young woman Sarah had volunteered to give me a wax. Sarah proceeds to take me in the back room. She says she will be back in a minute and asked me if I could get ready. Sarah was a lot different then Tracy. Sarah looked like she was between 18 and 22 with an amazing tight body. She was the definition of a young hottie. I got undressed and when she came in she looked. You must obtain the author's permission prior to posting.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------(Author's Note: This story was originally inspired by a piece called Japanese Wooden Ponies at www.captivity.com, and posted with the writer's permission.) The Wooden Horseby Night OwlFirst Posted: 5/04 (Story Content: M/f, Bondage, Discipline) The place looks to be over a century old, shrouded in a cluster of.