If only she were around more instead of off with that young male human! Matt had not liked him from the very beginning; perhaps it was only instinct, ...ut he had growled the moment Lucy's boyfriend came near him and, so far, he had not relented in his distrust of that human. Lucy was by far his favorite; Kate was kind enough to him and, after all, she was the one who took him out of that dreary basement. But Kate Barrett seemed somehow artificial to him, and his keen powers of perception were. She felt his cock muscle tighten and instinctively her rectal muscles tightened and shit it was awesome, it was bliss. She was anally addicted. She worshipped secretly the man of the cloth. He had loomed in his cassock, often in her recent fantasies.Erica’s body was shaped by her training regime, her diet, regular gym workouts and mental preparation. She would always savour and have the female lifelong love affair with her gorgeous pleated genitalia and her pussy would always crave fat fast. So many thoughtful additions that only a builder would think of, but she hadn’t asked him to do that. Damn him, he is everywhere, in my house, in my thoughts, and worst of all, she was feeling him in her body. Late at night she would lay in bed looking out the skylights and thinking of him, no, feeling him. It was as though he was there and that this was his home too. Feeling refreshed from the shower, she put on a new sundress she had found at the boutique in Sandwich Village. It was a lovely. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK. "There! America On-line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea. I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my ass of hair. Occasionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin.