Her eyes were saying everything. I don’t understand why her husband was not having sex just because she lost her job. Women should be respected for ...their character and love not for their job and salary. Not only him, there are many husbands / bf’s chasing money while they leave their women. Or they don’t respect her feelings. I understood Smitha was upset and wanted some helping hand both in job and sex. I thought not to leave her in this mindset.I was going to go ahead and give her my style of. "Oh well" Barb said as she turned the Braun around and I felt the blades against my already trimmed pussy lips. It felt so erotic yet kind of scary, my pussy had never been completly shaved. She hit the button which popped up the sideburn trimmer and went to town. Slowly she started to shave any my patch. "Oh much better, you have pretty nice cunt for bitch". I was soaking in the scene as was the video camera of her leaning over me with her tits swaying to every stroke of the razor. In 3. “It feels that bad?” she questioned.“No honey, but your ass will feel filled in by Dan’s cock. He’ll be gentle like he always is when he fucks our ass.”Dan placed her on her hands and knees and poured some lube on her ass crack and his cock. He moved up to her ass, smoothing a hand over its soft roundness. “Fuck, do you ever have a nice looking ass!” he admired, smoothing his hands over the round, firm surface.“My ass is and will now always belong to you and not even John,” she said moving it. Christ, I gotta get it together. She, I should say Julie, in case I read this years from now." Oh... why bother, I'll never forget this as long as I live." When I returned to the apartment early this evening, I heard what I thought was the TV in Julie's bedroom. Only it wasn't the TV. Julie was with her boyfriend Don in her room. They had left the door open and they hadn't realized I was back, because Julie was yelling... well, not exactly endearments, more like, "Suck me, suck me, work that.