He had no ideawhat was wrong but the itching was driving him crazy and getting moreintense with every second. He decided that it didn't matter what th...ecause was. If the hair itched the he would just shave it off.He grabbed his mother's razor and shaving and got to work. He started athis ankles and worked his way up slowly, making sure to use long smoothstrokes so he didn't cut himself. It was like he had done it a milliontimes. Once he was finished he admired how wonderful his legs looked.. The tee shirts he wore when I took him to the mall wereshorter and includedslogans like "FuckBoy" and "Faggot."The jeans he wore to the mall and outother places with me often had a broken zipper so healways had troublekeeping his dick in his pants.? Later, whenthings got so bad for him that he would sob and beg me not tomake him wear such and such, or to not do such and suchto him, I wouldremind him that I loved him and he promised he would loveand obey me. Forexample the first time I told him. After I cum several more times, It's Sara's turn.Sara goes down on Allie as I take a breather to watch the fun and put on a strapon with a 10 in dildo. Sara gives Allie a breather as she gasps for air. I ask Sara to put on a strapon too.I roll Allie onto her back and cuff her hands behind her. Sara you remember Sunday and your DP? Well that is what we're going to do next, so lube up girl! I pull Allie up to the sitting position as Sara lies down next to her. I position Allie over Sara's cock. A small gasp above her makes her smirk, as hands reach down to grab the back of her head. She thinks about telling him off, but the hands now grip her hair, pulling her off him to look back at his face. Thoughts of any telling off are forgotten, she can only lick her lips seductively, eyes half closed, waiting for a second chance she knows is coming. The grip on her hair easing slightly, she once more throws her head forward to take as much of him as she can, her tongue trails along his shaft.