I was never gifted with breasts and even today at nineteen I can get away without a bra and I remember being fascinated when I started sprouting pubic...hair and mum taught me how to keep it neat and tidy and not let it grow out of control. Mum had a great body and loved wearing thongs which showed off her great arse and my step-dad, Paul, was a boxer shorts man and I often got a peek at his limp dick when he forgot to do the front button up, sometimes he would wear boxer briefs which were tight. But that wouldn't work. Andy would freak out, and he surelywouldn't let Chris complete the task.Once upstairs, Chris stripped off all his clothes and started a bath.He figured it would take awhile, and hoped Andy did not notice how longhe was in the bathroom. When the tub was half-full, Chris stepped in.Reaching up, he grabbed Mindy's shaving cream and razor. Chris' legswere quite hairy, and the razor clogged often, making the task all themore difficult. By the time he was done, Chris had. “Aren’t you going to get one of her books?”“No, I don’t need one; I’ll just tell her a story.”“I’ll get your supper ready.”While Erika was warming his plate of leftover spaghetti, she couldn’t help hearing the story Jim told their daughter. It was an elaborate tale of Princesses and Princes, evil dragons and ugly witches. The story seemed to go on and on, and although the characters were familiar, the story was entirely new to her. As she peered into the room, Erika could see that Kristin was. We kissed passionately as I rubbed against her still clothed body. I couldn't tell if it was precum from me or her pussy juice but she was soon soaked through. I slithered down her body a bit, unbuttoning and removing her blouse, kissing, sucking and nibbling as I went. Then I went after her bra, 36 D... as I said, perfect. After slurping and sucking on the twin globes I headed south. I decided to try something different, I mashed my face tight against her damp jeans and began licking. .