“This is a new blade, Randy, so I will be extra careful. Your dad reminded me to be careful using sharp new blades.” I am praying she will be care...ul with the new blade because my arteries in my penis must be engorged with blood now and I think I would bleed like a hemophiliac if she nicks me.She holds the bulbous red head of my cock and in her other hand she holds the razor. She does a slow 360 motion around it – each time starting at the base - up and down. In about a dozen strokes my rod. Surprise was written all over her face, but she didnt say a word. In retrospect, Rick thinks Meg figured that hes taken her to a swing party and accepted it. Mike slid the dress of Megs shoulders and let it drop to the floor, than unhooked her bra and slipped it off, panties were the next to go. Meg let Mikes hands freely explore her breasts and pussy, she offered no resistance as Mike led her over to a wooden A-frame. The A-frame had a soft padded top, and a padded leg rests. Mike gave Meg a. Listening to explanations was no problem at all; sometimes, he learned something.“The war isn’t going to be won on this side of the river,” the Captain said. “But we have more troops, more artillery, and – especially – more ammunition than the Rebels do. Come tomorrow, some of our guns are going to concentrate on the Confederate trenches. Artillery hasn’t ever destroyed a system of trenches, and we aren’t going to. We’ll blow some holes, though, and kill some troops. Then Johnny will ask, ‘Why. "What the hell?" I thought. My cold, just barely sipped from, beer was in my lap. My shorts clinging to me. My brand new perfectly fitted white shorts were clinging to me. "Fuck. Why don't I wear underwear more often?" I snapped at myself. "What idiot did this? How will I get out of here without anyone noticing this?" I screamed in my head. I looked up and I could not stop my jaw from dropping. All I saw was perfection.His slightly shaggy dark brown hair, perfectly shaped pink lips, DAMN his.