. I'll leave now if you don't mind."My evil mind went into overtime."Wait! Just a second. Come on, get those slacks off and the ... whatever you've go...t on underneath too. I'll throw them in the washer. Surprisingly, he did."Now will you admit that you owe me something?" I asked gently."Well, yeah?" Get back on the couch Crotch," I said pushing him in the general direction.When we were both seated, I guided his mouth to my breast and took hold of his flaccid thingy and started to stroke it. We. He showed her trust with this, she realised. Carefully, she continued to shorten his curly mane. When the length was right, three fingers below his chin line, she thinned the remaining hair, as her aunt had taught her. When she was satisfied, she combed out the hair once more.Next, she started to trim his beard. She decided to trim the length to two finger widths, using her own fingers as measure. When she started on the long, braided moustache, he took a deep breath, but he held still, as she. And Charlie. It's not fair." I know Baby. It's so unfair. I wish I could do something to help."By this time Mary was really sobbing. Mom had long since scooted her chair over and was holding Mary to her chest, letting her cry it out.I hadn't seen Mary react to the rape before. I'd seen the fear of contact, of having a male, any male in the vicinity. And it looked like we were working through that if we hadn't already.At first I thought it was anger. But that's not where she was. She was. I barged inside and took both lesbian sluts by their hair and pulled them out of the bathroom! Both of them clueless what was happening and were surprised (but not afraid). When they saw me, both were excited.I was holding them by their hair and they were too turned on that they started rubbing on my boxers with their wet hands. I was wearing a white boxer and the wet hands made the cloth translucent.My cock was partially visible and their hands were dry. So just to see my cock, they both were.