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 cl...an 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 had also enjoyed checking her out considerably as well. When she turned away from me to replace her razor, and put away the dirty. Once others got married they got busy with their families, fucking, raising children, bla bla and I am totally neglected. We lived in a small town and with much difficulty I did my graduation in commerce. I was very horny, (the local doctor said-something –that a have a ‘bipolar disorder’-due to depression-due to the insecurities, parent’s oldage, other siblings neglect for me and my parents. This led me to masturbate daily often five to six times in a day. I was a nymphomaniac there was no. She was in the bathroom, putting on her dress. I don't know why she wentto the bathroom, because I love to watch her dressing.So any who-hows, I'm lying on the floor waiting for her. She exits thebathroom and pretends she doesn't see me. I know she can see me, but whatthe hey? I'll play along. She walks right over me. Now she's wearing herball gown, with the hoop skirt and all the unmentionables we're notsupposed to talk about in front of boys. Like her pink rhumba panties andthe bloomers. This. Harder, bitch, get in there or Ill suffocate you to death. She craned her neck up, poking her tongue into my asshole. God it felt so good. She pressed her lips around my asshole and went to work eating, pressing her tongue flat against it and slurping it. I could tell I was going to cum soon, so I took a few steps forward away from her. She was breathing heavily and I saw her glistening pussy, soaking dripping wet. I smiled Look at your pussy, its soaked. You must be pretty horny slut.. She.