I felt the blade press against my skin and move in slow smooth strokes downwards. When she was satisfied she softly blew on me."Feels hot. I know."It ...did."This will help." Felicia produced a jar from the bag that had held the razor and started to spread a cream over my skin. "It's a herb, takes the burn away and keeps you smooth." She turned her head this way and that as she watched her own fingers play over my pussy."Felicia, I think that's enough cream." Oh yes, more than enough." She. As soon as we were out of the parking lot and on the road, she reached over, stuck her hand down my pants, and grabbed my hard dick. "I'm only about six inches." I said. "Don't worry about it. You probably won't be using it much anyway!", she said as she gave it a squeeze. I reached over and took her cock back in my hand and said, "Well, I hope you plan on using this!" She just laughed and said, "You know it!!" She pulled her hand out of my pants and up to the back of my head. Guiding me down. With Jay working late, which usually entailed him being gone at least until three in the morning, she could really focus on Tuck staying over for the night... and them enjoying their time with minimal worry of her husband barging in on them.She admired her reflection in the mirror a moment, taking in the long waves of her golden hair framing her perfectly tiny face and enhancing her breasts as the curls billowed around them. Lucy had graced many pages of many magazines and television broadcasts. "No you don't! Back to the room!" I was surprised at the commanding nature in Jo's voice, and found myself turning back to the bedroom, my heart beating strongly. Jo had been sitting on the couch, close to Marie, though not touching. Grinning that same old stupid grin, I walked back and upon reaching the room, I turned and watched her stalk down the corridor after me, a mischievous smirk on her face. "Go ahead and lie down," she said sternly. I lay down on the bed, face down, and put my hands.