“It feels sexier to shave them.” I utter in between the deep breathes in sync with my masturbation.I start working my hips against my hand, fuckin...g into my fist, and both women move down for a close up look and touch. Sara slides her fingers and nails across my bald sac and Stephi wraps her hand around the top of my rigid cock holding her hand against mine as I hump my cock between our fingers. My right hand cups Stephi’s mons, feeling her heat radiating. Sara teases my sphincter as she. “Sofie, please please please, my head will explode, please do it”In turn I slowed my strokes. I wanted to pleasure him a little bit more. I put his fatty boy inside my mouth. Hold it there, tasted his pre-cum. My tongue now circling around his glans. He was breathless.Stroked inside my mouth. He grabbed my ass. I was just wearing my t-shirt, nothing down below. My ass is as soft as my boobs and hairless. He put his index finger between my cracks. Trying to find my butt hole. That was fucking. "Rachel laughed. "We better get you in a suit. Pants and shirt just won't cut it where you're concerned." Let's get back to the immediate problem." The lawyer's voice cut through everyone's attention. "Will Brand should be here with the files you left at the Willows any minute now. The FBI tried to hang on to everything under the guise it was all evidence of a crime."Rachel nodded and told them, "Let's all go up to our new offices." She noticed the undue attention they drew from the bank. It's a man. Again, that's bad - no jewels here. But she can't help noticing the smooth muscle of his exposed shoulder, the skin like marble. She feels an urge to touch it, to see whether it's cold. Recklessly, she reaches out, trailing her fingers lightly, so lightly over him and is reassured by the warmth of his body. He sighs softly in the dark, turning over and settling on his back. His whole posture is relaxed, so she feels no alarm. She turns to the wallet tossed carelessly onto the desk..