”Lean back on the bath” I said “I want to see every hair” and with that I moved the shaver towards Melissa’s bush which stood so beautifully...rigid, unaware that it was about to be removed and with that I touched her skin with it. Melissa gave out a gasp and with that I ran the shaver down straight through the centre of her bush from the centre of her pubes down to the top of her pussy lips. As the shaver moved through her bush a bald line appeared and shaved pubes flew everywhere. As I moved. There mother was a curvy lady,dark haired, quite good looking, heavy smoker, big chested and always wore tan tights and scholls,her nylon feet always caught my eye, i was fascinated with them, i don`t know why and i started to get sexual urges,i would always stare at her nylon feet, she used too kick her scholls off and moan her feet were hurting, i so desperately wanted too give her nylon feet a rub, but i was too shy too ask, basically i was too shy and scared too do anything, i had never cum. ." You hold me by the head and place the thick head against my lips. "...how soon I was going to be..." I look up at you as you force the head past my lips and into my mouth. "...Feeling the warmth of your mouth, as I feed you this dick!" I have to open my mouth wide to accommodate your thick head and I just love the taste of my juices on you! I adjust my lips and tongue and realize that you are still growing in my mouth, and hard as a rock.Tommi comments that I wasn't k**ding about how hard. . but still the legend of the 'golden age' that was lost, continued to spread, and more common folk, increasingly living lives of poverty and danger, began to believe that fairy tale story.Old veterans from the war at last no longer came to Swanford to pay their respects. Like Rowan and Gwenda, they were now old and often infirm, if they even still lived. Not a day hardly passed that some note arrived in the mail mentioning the death of an old friend, comrade or companion in arms. Gwenda would.