So I opened the shower door and stepped out….right in front of my Aunt Liz, who was sitting on a chair directly across from the shower.She had this ...hit eating grin as she scanned my body, paying attention to my cock which I could not hide as I was holding the razor in one hand and the gel in the other.“Your Mother told me to help you in any way I could and reading about swimmers, knew that getting the hair off your body is part of it” she said. “Think I’ll enjoy this, come here.”I stood there. Which will it be?" I took the sock out of her mouth. "The first one, but are you goi-" I put the sock back into her mouth a little more roughly this time. Losing all calmness I said "Now Alice what did I just fucking say?! When I ask you a damn question you answer me nothing more and nothing fucking less!" She started nodding and crying at the same, damn she looked so adorable crying. "Now its obvious I have to punish you." Her eyes went wide at this and started franctically flailing again.. Having a high sex drive compiled with risky behaviors practiced made me a little reckless at times, but I liked the danger and thrill of meeting random people for intimate encounters. My motto was the Four F’s: find em, feel em, fuck em, and forget em. That way I wouldn’t get emotionally attached thus getting hurt.But that changed when I met my current boyfriend. I wanted normalcy but I also wanted to impress him. But I think I ended up corrupting him. A country boy from Wisconsin, could count. “You about killed that foreman as you got off the horse. He saw more pink than a man his age should see from a girl or woman. I am glad you noticed why he was uncomfortable and went to take care of it. I was not so sure skinning a coyote corpse and making a jumpsuit was the best idea, but it was cute to me. I suggest that you figure out how to wash that well and put something in the crotch if you don’t wear underwear under it. The light wasn’t good enough for the foreman to see that only your.