I let my cock out as I continued stepping in toward the finish line. When I saw it.It was an ass cheek like a stubbly pale basketball, huge and round ...in its profile. Shocked, my eyes hit the floor reflexively as my penis peed away into the end of trough urinal. Panning upward at the figure just a few feet away at the urinal I caught cotton shorts around swollen ankles, dramatically tapering white legs that swelled to his midsection, punctuated by the bulbous overhang of the bottom of his belly. “Be still Angie” a voice said “we want a close shave, and a straight razor is the closest shave there is”. Angie felt the wetness in her pussy growing and heard the man laugh “she don’t even need any shaving cream, she’s making her own!” Angie felt the gentle scrape and tug of the straight razor and was becoming terribly excited; blindfolded, tied spread-eagle in the grass, a group of men enjoying her discomfort.Now she was clean-shaven, naked, in the sun: the burning sun. “OK boys” Pail. The good lady thought that would be no problem and said she would be able to cope. Life rumbled on the rooms completed, the family from Banbury reappeared with two vans of assorted equipment; they stayed all week, completing their work on the Friday. They stayed this time in no2 and no3 suite and trying out the various items Sue assisting them by supplying herself as a body for the young man to bondage, the mother working with first father then myself. The CCTV went in on the Monday, they. She pants into his mouth. ‘Take off your panties.’ She is back in the present before his words disappear. Her eyes go to the deck and the back door. When she speaks she is breathless and her whisper squeaks: ‘We can’t do that here!’ ‘Just your panties. Please. Give them to me.’ She stares at him for five seconds, ten seconds. It is time for a final decision, the one she’s already made. So she rucks up her skirt and grasps her panties to pull them down her thighs. At her knees she reaches the.