Dad certainly noticed our reaction."Other than embarrassing our children by that reference, do you really consider it an apt comparison?" Dad asked."Y...s, it would be exactly how we consider it. Bud-lings are only a potential, they do not really represent an immature Wood Wise, and cannot, until they take root and begin to grow."The Legion meeting was scheduled to begin in the dining room of our house. It was there that we tried explaining to Dad, Mom, Con our parents and the rest of the Legion. ”“But I’m all smooth.”“I need to know that you can do it yourself so come on, get rubbing that gel all over your pussy.”Abigail did, and she used the razor to mimic what Dennis had done, although she didn’t make herself cum like Dennis had.“Good, well done Abigail. The next time that a man shaves you I hope it will be your boyfriend.”“I haven’t got a boyfriend.”“No, but when you have you can teach him how to shave you.”“And make me cum?”“Can you make love to me so that I can teach him how to do. It seemed as if he was rubbing his cum from my cock, he was in fact stroking it. He was staring at my cock as he stroked it. He caught me looking at him and what he was doing, and he apologized again, laying my cock back on my belly. ?Did you get it all off my cock,? I asked. He grasped my cock again. I deliberately made it throb in his hand. He paused, looking at it. Again he wiped it off in a stroking motion. It seemed to me that he spent more time than needed to clean my. As I moved my mouth north, she spread her legs to make it easy, and I pushed the negligee up higher as I traveled. Her thighs were strong; she spent much time in the gym. Last week had just been to get my rocks off and I hadn't paid close attention. I reached the ultimate center of attraction, though I intended merely to pass through and return later. It was freshly shaven, as expected, with her cute little mound, her clit awaiting my mouth, her pussy lips shiny with moisture. I licked along.