Her downey blond whisps of hair were thin high up on her thighs and she seemed to be blessed not to have to shave often. A priveledged life that she n...ver knew a hard day's work had made her shaped for only one activity.As I drove back into her warm, honey wetness her legs wrapped around my waist, urging me deeper.Each thrust caused her exquisite b cups to shimmy with a slight bounce. I clamped my hands onto them and gave them a serious squeeze. "Tell me my titties are perfect." She made you. “Are these still sensitive from when your boyfriend was sucking them?’ Carmen nodded. It was then that Claire did the strangest most erotic thing. She grabbed Carmen’s breast and attempted to shove it nipple first into her slit. When Claire pushed one leg out to the side her gaping pussy was only inches from Carmen’s face. Carmen had a front row seat as Claire squatted with open pussy and sliding up and down on Carmen's tit while using the nipple as mini dildo. Claire turned around and put. At that point I assumed Jamie retired to bed, but one night I needed the loo and was surprised to hear sounds from Fiona’s room, so I crept forward and looked through the open doorway. I was surprised to see Fiona standing at the end of the bed, leaning forward again the tail board and James’s cock pounding her arse like no tomorrow.This was more surprising considering it was less the 30 minutes previously when that same cock had been pounding me. James had a firm grip on Fiona’s tits and she. ’ In the interval before dinner, I removed my trousers and undergarments, and, sitting down on the bed in my shirt-tails, I took up that same razor strop that I had so dreaded as a child in my father’s lifetime. It was a double strip of heavy horse-hide, one side coated with a fine abrasive for sharpening the razor, the other polished and oiled to impart the final razor edge. At the ends were shaped leather handles with holes from which the strop hung on the wall beside the shaving mirror. I.