It can’t get more excited than this. He begins drawing the razor across my vulva in long, slow, gentle strokes while holding my lip pulled away from... my pussy. I’m getting more excited. Now, he switches sides holding and shaving the other lip and side of my mound. The feel of his fingers and the blade sliding across my vulva is beyond description. He does a thorough job, shaving right up to the little pucker of my asshole. He rinses me off with a washcloth and pats my pussy dry, very gently but. As his lips moved to my new breasts, I found that my fingers looked so perfect when resting and teasing his masculine skin and how delightful they looked as they ran through his hair, pulling his head into my breasts as he nibbled and sucked my now totally erect nipples. I closed my eyes and wondered what we looked like to anyone watching. I knew in my mind that if I were watching, I would find it totally erotic. I just reveled in the sensations his lips and fingers brought to my newly. What would they be like? What would it feel like to have his big, hard penis inside her vagina? Or her father's... God, no! How could she have such a fantasy... even at the peak of her arousal? What kind of perverted monster was she, anyway, to entertain thoughts of her father's penis inside her? Wicked, shameful, that's what it was!Her mouth was open wide now, and she panted like a puppy as she slid her middle finger along the fleece-lined furrow of her cunt, rubbing the distended little. "I felt shy I think. I used to play when you weren't at home."'You can play as often as you like, you're so talented!" He grinned at her, and she flushed with embarrassment at his praise.As usual, while she thought he ought to go for a walk to build up his strength, she merely suggested it might be a good idea, and again he appreciated her delicacy in allowing him his autonomy. So they went walking in the sunny morning, returning in time for lunch, a cheese salad which she fed to him.Once again.