With one hand she cautiously spread her soft lips. Her clit was hard and straining out of its hood. Claire placed the end of the razor onto herself. S...he took a deep breath and pressed the button. She squealed - vibrations were flooding through her body! The waves were taking her higher and higher, closer and closer to climax with every little buzz. She pressed the button again. Everything stopped as she caught her breath. “Holly crap that felt heavenly!” She thought. “What have I been missing. Giving the number, she looked relived as the voice on the other end announced itself as “Mr Flush, the father of William,”, and that he had “had a vaigue message that the William Charles was stopping out for the night.” Stopping! The lad had missed the last bus, and that she and her son were happy to put the lad up for the night, Boggy`s dad and Penny spoke for a few moments as he asked her if she would ensure the lad “came home tomorrow” and thanked her before she passed the phone over and. Applied heavily, she still bears some lipstick upon those very lips, despite having covered my face and neck with the imprint of those lips earlier, when she had been in a very playful mood, just prior to the electricity suddenly cutting out. I can feel the slight rouge upon her cheek. It is still strange to me that she prefers to add a little rouge, given that she is such a shockingly-evident redhead. Yet that is one of the things which has endeared her to me: She likes to do the unexpected,. She took a sideways glance at Art, from profile, he resembled her father even more than before, and that was very unsettling. Memory of her father was the one thing she couldn't deal with. Through sheer will power alone she managed to push those images and thoughts aside knowing how important it was that she concentrate on her current dilemma.From overheard scrapes of conversations between Art and the other man called Louie, Karen had pieced together that they must have done some kind of a.