He separated my ass cheeks and slowly began applying the Anne French there. The smell of the stuff was nauseating as I stood there not moving. He then...proceeded to shave my cheeks which were just starting to grow a beard. After shaving twice he began washing off the hair removal cream with warm water. I began feeling tingly as all the little hair on my body began to slowly come off with the spatula. Soon I was as hairless as a newborn baby. He stood back and pulled me in front of the mirror in. My mother’s panties were white and pastel cotton, my sister’s were incredibly tiny and see-through black lace, just like some of the women in my magazines were wearing. Robert’s eyes bulged as he ran them through his fingers. He’d rummaged through his mother’s lingerie drawer too and played with borrowed panties but he said his mother never wore anything as sexy as that.Then out of sheer bravado, I let slip that I’d masturbated and done hand jobs with other boys, wanking them off. As soon as my. Now Becky started moaning they were both rolling their hips and breathing heavy. I could tell they were getting close. I pulled their panties aside and slid my fingers into their slippery slits. Almost immediately they both came hard.Becky had her legs clamped around my hand and Jacky was shaking. A little at a time they both relaxed and I took my hands from between their legs. They were sitting back with content smiles. Jackie spoke first and said that she wanted to return the favor. Then. Just let her penetrate me. It was amazing. It was the best delight in my life. I came so hard on her futa-cock, my pussy convulsing around her clit-dick. I milked her ovaries dry of her cum.But now the guilt lay on me. I was Samantha's girlfriend. We started dating last year in high school. I wanted her to be my first. I figured it would happen at some point in this week given what happened. She was eager for it, so possessive.“Candice...” I said, turning off the water, my pussy clean. “I.