From just inside the house, Ken said, “Come in. He’s expecting you.”Oscar hesitated at the thought of entering the house. Georgia stepped throug... the door and found herself facing a very attractive black woman. The woman smiled while studying Georgia. After a second, she said, “You must be Georgia.”“Yes. You are Claire?” Georgia asked. The very feminine looking woman did not fit the mental image she had constructed of Claire. She had imagined Claire would be some tough as nails hard driving. The more Mikelooked at the jacket, he felt even surer about his feeling. Then as the boy turned his neck, Mike noticed on the collar ofthe coat the initials "S T" written with an ink pen. Mikequestioned the boy as to where he got the coat. Yuri told Mikeand Rob that it was given to him by a man that he had "workedfor". He told them also that there were several boys staying inthe house, many of them foreign. However, they had left the cityseveral days earlier. Mike tried to determine. Slowly my finger went lower and lower before repeatedly tracing across the skin just above his belt."H.H.Hollyyy..."His voice was shaking just like a boy who's voice was about to change, I chuckled quietly ignoring his nerves. I continued the playful teasing, watching the bulge rise in his jeans. They were once loose, but it didn't seem that way anymore. Once I felt he had been hardened enough, I straddled his thighs. He looked down at me, his eyes already glazed over. With shaking hands I. Gently, I ran the razor along, taking off what almost non-existent stubble there was. Then I rinsed off and put more cream along my other side, turning now so I was almost facing Lyssa.Our conversation had ground to a halt. I was so turned on I almost didn't have to rinse off, but I did, slowly running my hands over myself, being sure every fold was fully clean. I slowly ran my fingers all the way front to back and forwards again, raising my eyes to look at Lyssa. She was staring at my pussy,.