Her skin felt like the smoothest silk as it rubbed against his cheeks. His nose and mouth were pressed so tightly into her chest it was hard to breath....Morehagg had no intention of suffocating him just yet. She let his head fall away enough to allow him to take a breath. He inhaled air saturated with the heady musk of her body. Laughing, she paffed his head with her swinging breasts. Then she was pressing down again and squeezing her tits together around his face."What do you think, adventurer?. Lydia was a tall woman, maybe six feet, but she was as thin as a rail. It seemed strange to watch her big breasts swing back and forth on her lithe body as she rubbed small circles over the top of her pussy and played with her nipples. It was just past 10 in the evening when she turned on the shower and opened the window to let out the steam. I was outside standing on an old milk crate, stroking my cock and peeking in at her, watching her finger herself, trying to cum. When it finally happened. The laser treatment had removed virtually all of her hair stubble and she undressed and went to bed early. Saturday morning came, and Susan rose early. She showered and even though she had shaved her pubic area the day before, she shaved again this morning. She had bought a round mirror and while she normally kept it on her dresser, she moved it to the floor of herbathroom and angled it so that she could see between her legs as she sat on the edge of the bathtub and shaved that area. She was. "The team I work with is comprised of Marine Recon but also guys from different branches of the military. Crash is Navy as you know. We work the blackest of Black Ops. Things the government would never admit to doing." You mean like your last mission?" AJ asked. Knowing she did something that was just terrible."Yes. Like my last mission. It was a solo mission. Marine Recon dropped me in; I hiked ten klicks to the nearest town, found my targets, took them out, hiked back and was picked up by.