He said a silent 'thank you' for that and crossed the short distance to the toilet, relieving himself as Bayonetta began to stir behind him.She sat up... slowly, the mattress barely moving as she shifted her weight."Ugh ... these beds are dreadful." Tell me about it," James replied as he turned to greet her. "I felt like I was laying on a slab of granite."He stepped back toward the bed and offered his hand to her."Stiffness aside, how are you feeling Mistress?"She took his hand and stood from the. The soft caress of my hair on my face, the feel of my satin and nylon underwear on my skin, the taste of my makeup, the scent of my perfume, the whole womanly feeling of being dressed sexy and sophisticated. I balance on my high-heels and then walk towards the kitchen to get myself that drink. The hem of my tight skirt clutches at my thighs, constricting my stride and I concentrate on stepping out, one high-heel in front of the other. My gait is sexy and I imaging how a man sitting on my lounge. ”“No, I’m ready, just do it please.”“Okay, I have to squirt the shaving cream on first and it will feel funny.”Tom didn’t wait for an answer and I felt the cream land on my pussy.“Oooh, that feels nice.”“Wait until Tom rubs it all over you.” Mike said.And it did, I never imagined that a man’s hand on my pussy could feel so nice, much, much nicer than when I put my hand there to put a tampon in.“That feels really, really nice.” I said as Tom was removing all traces of hair from my pussy with the. As he walked he noticed someone ahead of him. It looked a little like Rona so he increased his pace. When he caught up he found it was Alicia. He wasn’t sure how old Alicia was, about twenty two years old? In fact she was thirty two, though still young looking and lithe and married to rich old Vosta. It had been a marriage made in the back pockets of her father, who had been well paid to arrange the match. ‘Hello Alicia, beautiful morning, is it not’. ‘Ah Ulric, you are out early. Your bread.