I embraced my boy, holding on to my last orgasm, and when the tingle reappeared, I reacted with an instinctive sway of my hips that encouraged him to ...press on. Although his penis is small, my vaginal contractions caused by the lingering pleasure made it feel larger. In the final shared orgasm, I felt more enjoyment that all the dances and the booze of my ‘past.’ After recovering from our fleeting vortex of passion, he led me to the bathtub to freshen us up. I succumbed to my post-orgasmic. I hoped she could make me lookthat way."My bad gabby. The razors and the Nair in the bag were for your arms andlegs. Get back in there."So for the first time I shaved my body. My chest had no hair and my legsand arms had light fuzz like hair. I read the instructions on the Nairand followed them. I felt sexy once my armpits were bare and my legstingled and felt thick and warm after I rinsed them. My calf's lookedmore defined and I loved tracing my fingers along them. I walked out ofthe little. She started with her dress and worked her stockings down. She then walked right infront of me waving her beautiful breast all over my face. She then turned around and sat on my cock. She began grinding front and back as I can start to see her panty getting soaked.She then ripped my shirt and pulled my pants off. With my cock ready to explode out of my boxers. She started teasing me by sucking my tip through my boxers. Her warm mouth felt amazing through my boxers. Then she told me to lie down. The next few stations saw a decline in passengers and eventually, Emerson had no more excuse to be leaning on the woman. The next stop was his. He disengaged himself, turned towards the door and followed the crowd out onto the platform. He hoped his hard-on wasn’t too visible in his jumpsuit. The station was huge. Lighted placards were indicating directions by acronyms he wasn’t quite familiar with yet. This was so different from station time… The excitement tingled in his brain, making the.