Damn, my wife really did know what to do!As she came down from her orgasm, she looked down at me with a twinkle in her eye and asked, "Will you do tha... to me next?" Of course I nodded. I would love to lick that ass anytime, anyplace. She turned around to look at my wife and asked her, "Is it time for me to return the favor?" Ashley nodded and leaned back, legs wide open.Chloe sat up and assumed the position that Ashley had been in a few minutes early, bent over with her head between her. While in the shower she shaved my body. I never liked pubic hair, and had laser hair removal of it from my butt, armpits, and face, but now from my arms, chest, back, and legs I was completely hairless. After drying each other off, I combed her long platinum blonde hair, and then we did each other's nails. As I did her toenails I would look at her hair-covered pubic mound and tried not to think of what was to go on, only that I wished she would shave.To this point, I was comfortable with it. “If they are not a gang why is he harassing my son? Why is it when I told him to stop he told me ‘back up for a minute’? That sounds just like the mentality of someone who answers to a different brand of order than those of us who follow the legal system. Now aside from the now simple fact that you cannot tell a gang member from a teenager in sagging cloths have him lift up his shirt and turn around,” I tell Gomez who looks at me a little stunned,” Tell him to lift his shirt and show me his. No longer a tight slit, it had opened enough for me to see the inner lips and her clit just barely protruding from its hood. A sparse covering of soft brown curls framed her opening. My already stiff cock felt as if it had hardened to a steel bar."Billy," she grinned, "Before you put sunscreen on my front, I have to ask you a question." Sh... , sh... , sure," I stuttered, "Ask me anything." Have you ever had a blow job?" she asked."I ... uh, ... I ... uh, ... actually no," I mumbled."So here's.