I showered away the hair now detached from my body and found myscissors. I trimmed my pubic hair until it was barely more than stubble.Finally, I took...the bottle of baby oil nestling in my wash bag and rubbed agenerous portion over my body. Turning to my face, I lathered up and then shavedmy face until it was smoothness personified. Then out of the tub and gentlypatted myself dry, and wrapped the towel around my chest, I was ready tocontinue.I carefully pained my toenails and fingernails in the. He had dispelled the magic he had been using to track the Lords. He had reduced the anti-Portal wards to the minimum needed and removed all other extraneous protective spells. As a result, he was able to regain some of his strength.He was nowhere near where he used to be, but he was feeling much better, and many of his ailments had retreated. Now he could actually practice some decent magic if called upon, if only briefly.Q'yros headed for the Emperor's inner sanctum.Amanda had wanted to remain. Then the show went up to the next level, as my son began slowly stroking his cock, stroking it, caressing it, spitting on it to lube it up, and all the while he kept talking to the men, asking them if they liked what they saw, asking them if they liked what they saw, asking them if they wanted to lick the precum off the head of his cock, asking them if they would like to see his cock sliding into the mouth of some hot young bitch, or into the virgin pussy of one of their daughters. The men were. I gave one towel to her and was rubbing my body with the other one.Suddenly, my eyes caught sight of her pink wet top. I was constantly looking at my sister’s boobs. Suddenly, she said, “Didi ke emon vabe dekhes na dustu chele” (Don’t look at your sister in that way, you naughty boy).I was shocked and didn’t know what to say. I just said, “Dhatt ki dekhche.” (No, nothing.)After that incident, everything was again normal for some days. One day, I returned from my kickboxing class. It was hot.