I put down the razor and finger fucked her bringing her to multiple shattering orgasms. It wasn’t long and she closed her legs, “I really needed t...at, you don’t know whats it’s been like. Maybe I’ll return the favor later.She postponed her flight with a bogus excuse and asked if she could spend the night. About 11pm, I got up to shower and go to bed. As I exited the bathroom, there was Carly on my bed. She looked at my naked body and exclaimed, “Damn you have a nice body, and a fucking big. Taking the long handled razor, she shaved with long, careful strokes until she was so smooth, he would feel only silky bare flesh. Hair dried, she fluffed it out loosely… layers of dark brown, red and gold falling haphazardly down her back. She looked in the mirror at crystal blue eyes where flickering candle flames gleamed in pupils dark as black onyx. Softly sculpted features suggested Native American ancestry, her stance confident and determined as she walked back to the front room window.. I can see your bosoms now, they are covered by your bra, but I can see them."My hand never stopped moving, and I felt my legs becoming weak. Nothing seemed to matter; I just desired to keep watching the bitch."Oh, shit," she moaned, shuddering around and closing her eyes."Are you cumming now?" I wondered, slanting my head down towards her crotch. "Yes, I see some more juice dripping off the chair." Oh, shit, Ms. Crane," she groaned, leaning back up.I immediately looked away from her and entered. ”“Are you sure, Steve-chan? I wish to please you as much as possible.”I nodded, “You do, and you will; and I promise you will give me great pleasure by experiencing your own pleasure to the fullest.”“OK,” she said softly, though I wasn’t sure she meant it. “I need to go make your breakfast, and you need to exercise and run!”I kissed her nose, which, for some reason, seemed to be the right thing to do. She giggled, got up from the futon, and retrieved her clothes. She slipped out the door as I.