"Or I could do it myself while you watch," she suggested.Gina pulled her clitoral hood back and began to stroke her clitoris with the back of the razo.... She moaned softly as she began to satisfy herself."Wait!" Josh yelled. "You're not doing it properly! Here, let me show you how it's done."Josh walked over to her. He grabbed the razor from her and pressed it against her pussy. Suddenly, he realized something."You know what we need? Shaving cream," he replied.He walked over to his refrigerator. Her beauty literally took my breath away. Cathy had spent nearly two hours getting her dressed and her hair done up just right to the point of perfection. I had to take her to none other that my country club for dinner and dancing. If you'll remember; the club was a medieval themed restaurant where we were met by a Matre d' dressed as an English squire. I introduced her as Princess Christine of the house of Thomas to be treated as the royalty she truly was. The entrance to the dining room was. That was perversely satisfying, Isuppose. But whenever I felt a guilty twinge that I'd done that to him, Iconsoled myself that Scott had never been in Craig's league as aman. When my nose was buried in Craig's crotch hairs as I blewhim, it was satisfying that Scott would always be bald down there. Scott wasn't exactly effeminate, not until the summer began and Idemanded it of him, but he'd never been a hunk either. I'd marriedhim for his quick mind and his sweet temperament, not for. As she stroked his erect cock through his pants she was moaning. Then the door opened and there stood Sam, the new guy, 6’2” slim build dressed neatly in a well-made suit carrying a clip board, oh and he was a black man. “What the hell is going on” he demanded, Steve started to stutter when Donna said “Come here” as he walked towards her she said “We can sort this”. As he stood in front of her he said “How” and she reached forward and ran her hand up his crotch, “I’m happily married” was his.