She does not have much hair there, which makes the job so much easier. I am trying so hard to concentrate but that sweet cock keeps brushing my hand a...d then I get to the point where I have no choice but to hold her cock so that i can shave around the base of the stem. So I hold it with my left hand and the right hand does the shaving.Her cock is becoming hard again. I can feel it growing in my hand. I have to lift it again so that I can shave his balls. There are only a couple of wisps of hair. "She's very pretty. You two must have the boys beating down the door."This made Tamara nervous. Perhaps it reminded her too closely of what she and Laura had done. There was a long, uncomfortable pause while Laura wondered if Tamara were going to offer her a Coke, or a glass of wine, or if she just preferred Laura to leave and to quit bringing up these unpleasant memories of their wildly exciting night together. Laura just looked at her, not making it easy."So..." Laura finally said. "How's. I have a hunch I can guess... but I want to hear it from you. You do have a dick, right?" I clenched my teeth, rejecting his question. Still, he slapped his knee excitedly and sat up in his chair, seeming to take from that the answer he wanted. "Fantastic! Tell me: how much do you know about futanari?"Was this a joke? He'd already figured it out... I am a futanari. I explained what everyone knew: ever since about fifty years ago, a small percentage of women had been born into the world bearing. I then pushed my its together enveloping his dickmeat between my huge boobs once more. I could fee slightly thrust between them when they were firmly entrapped.“ That’s it Mr Smith, fuck my its”He then started to do so, slowly at first. The delicious friction between his oft skinned hard cock and my boobs was just delightful. I had him trapped there and all he could do was enjoy. He groaned and started pushing his hips up and down.“ Yeah, you love these big tits, don’t you?” I asked,.