... With every reflection of the light going over the razor I could feel my excitement building. I started to undress slowly while my hands were shaki...ng. Mixed emotions of sexual arousal and the fear of feeling a sharp razor on my intimate parts were blurring my thoughts. I was standing in the middle of barber shop, just in hold ups and shoes, trembling in the expectation of what is to come next. When he turned around I could tell by the look in his eyes, this is going to be exciting for him. " Now get dressed."I pull on the trunks and a teeshirt. The legs on those trunks are loose. She slides a hand up my leg. "Perfect!" she announces.I get to watch that cute, rounded bottom ascend the ladder ahead of me. Can't resist a nip. She squeals in response. Life is good. In the cockpit, I sit beside Carlita."Why don't you get the autopilot working?" Autopilot?" Brindy asked."Yes," Carlita said. "It keeps us in the center of the channel. It will hold the heading in case we take our hands. This time she had folded her clothing carefully, and was sitting on a blanket spread out on the seat, her legs spread, rubbing her tits with one hand and stroking her bald pussy with the other. “So, professor, I thought it was time for me to modernize my pussy like all those young things that I see in the shower at the gym. Certainly there must be some young things flashing their bare pussies at you in class just like I did. Time for me to match the competition.” “Competition?” I laughed. . You know once you screw with them you can't return them and whatelse are you going to do with them. They seem to know only two words ofEnglish "Buy me". So when you want to get rid of them, you have to payeverything and alimony. I got two years of great sex, she gets a green cardand check from me every month. It just ain't fair. Women get all thebreaks." said Jeremy. "Well, I guess we all do have our regrets about someone, but it's toolate now to change the past." said Donny. Then.