‘Just butterfly kisses!’ His words answered her unspoken question. He continued to undress them both but, when he tried to kneel, she grasped his ...air to pull him back to her lips. ‘No Peter, not yet.’ Ignoring her wishes, he slipped his hands behind her knees and swung her up into his arms to carry her under the shower where they clung to each other, enjoying the needle spray lashing their skin and revitalising their bodies after the debilitating heat of the topics. The water poured over them. Did she mean shave her or have sex with her and even if she meant shaving…. her legs, her underarms, her pubes. I must have misheard or misread the message. She wrapped my face in a hot towel to soften my beard and applied the warm shaving cream. As she stropped the razor, I joked that I would use the strop on her bottom if her hand slipped. She replied by asking if that meant she should or shouldn’t be careful. The best thing about my confusion was that it mostly, allowed me to forget to be. ..well not really a problem, I just love to put things in my mouth. My hands are strong and I have given massages to fully dressed woman that made them cum in public. But thats another story. I met the most fantastic woman that changed my life. She was younger , sexier and hornier than anyone I've known. She was beautiful and professional, and a real slut in the bedroom. Nothing was off limits. Our chemistry was 110% , as I was her male counterpart. She had an intereting habit, when she was. The other two guys each grabbed a leg of her jeans and pulled on them hard. As they slipped from under her sleeping ass, they brought her panties with them. The panties did not come completely off, and bunched up around her thighs. The friend holding her up by her tits, dropped her back down on the bed and quickly tried to pull her panties up around her exposed hairy snatch. I though he might cum in his pants by the way his hands were shaking. She now lay there in panties and her shirt an bra..