I'd never thought of it much, but my male teenage body did have some hair on my arms, legs, and even a bit on my chest and belly. I didn't care much a...bout it, but I didn't want to seem weird (again, insecure about my masculinity). "Baby, all the big actors and models remove their body hair. Its called 'manscaping'. Everyone does it. It just looks better. come on I'll help you". She took my hand and pulled me with her into the bathroom. She instructed me to get in the shower and wet my skin. She. I could have sworn as I walked in that his hands moved down to her waist as I made my way into the kitchen but I could never be sure. Had he been feeling my wife up at every opportunity? Were my overseas assignment and our conversation the green light for Becky to take things to the next sexual level with Dave? I sat staring at the pornographic pictures aroused but feeling so foolish to have been duped by wife and a so called fiend. A part of me could not blame Dave as Becky really is a hot. She does not know I like to flash also, she does know I don't mind getting watched / caught fucking her outdoors.She excitedly explained in detail his hard cock, happy to let me know it was larger than mine. This is also when she told me he had been getting braver at his window walking around in only his jocks. We had a great fuck that night she was so wet! It was also during foreplay I asked her if she wanted to flash him back and see what his reaction would be. She was well up for that.A few. Her head sank between my legs to get a closer view. She looked up at the television to see Candy lick that area between my Mom’s legs. I felt her warm breath as her head sank closer; she pushed the gizmo aside to run her tongue over the bead drawing a shudder moan from deep inside me. My legs seemed to have a mind of their own as they lifted and spread to grant her better access. Her magic tongue looped and swirled around from my pee hole to back over my clit. My hands gently grasped the sides.