For a brief moment their whipping stopped... some fidgeting was heard by the ladies along with their low voices.Their wives returned sporting their ow...n erect shafts in the form of black veiny bulbous head strapons. The women circled their tied sword fighters, heels clicked on the tile , their hard black dongs bobbed as the two strutted. They stopped either side of their gladiators, joining in on the exhibition. The mistress' gloved hands grasp cocks and together. C & T felt each other, leather. But after it happened, I just could not stop thinking about your bare body. We always managed to never let anybody know about the incident. We always managed to never have any sort of uneasy situations. But, I just could never forget that day.Mom, I always carried the memory with me. In fact, I always cherished the moment. And, that eventful night, when I saw you in the very same blouse, I felt I had to see you without it, too, one more time. I just could not stop myself from wanting to take it. ............."She was right as usual; shaving his body always did make him feel better, and the scented shaving cream smelled wonderful. He had started up the shower and adjusted it until it was steaming hot, now it was perfect. He began shaving his body; the very act made his cock feel alive with a mind of its own. He slowly sensuously ran the razor up his legs, starting at the tip of his toes and not stopping until he reached his navel. Dave was not a very hairy individual, he had often been. Lauren had repeatedly said I had a ‘white knight complex’, saving girls from everything from abusive dirtbag ex’s, to poor excuses for parents. It would seem the twins fell into the same category as Emily and Pip. The normal sexual appetites of most people were nowhere near enough to satisfy their needs, and my little sisters certainly fit that description. Whether I was saving the horny little nymphomaniacs from a life of disappointing sex, or the poor, unsuspecting men of Oxfordshire from.