Girls On Bikes 3

By NAMB

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and/or sexual activity of preteen and young teen children. This is fantasy, and the author in no way endorses or practices these things on real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.
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The girls settle into a routine of playing with Melissa’s brother.

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Make my bed,” Melissa ordered. The kids were responsible for the upkeep of their rooms. Their parents were quite liberal with how they decorated the room, and had only few rules: no unconsumed food items no dirty laundry (although clothes could be scattered in any way) and the bed had to be made.

Making the bed cut a couple of minutes out of the free time the kids had in the morning before having to leave for school. Now that she had the goods on her brother, she “delegated” this chore to him. Melissa preferred to use to extra couple of minutes to fuss with her hair.

Having her brother make her bed was one of the few things Melissa could get away with. She took advantages of small opportunities as they came up, but she was smart enough to know that if she made him do all her chores, it would be obvious to her parents. She could push him, but she could only push him so far.

The best she could manage in dominating him sexually was a quick penis inspection before they left for school. Even this was limited to having him take it out of the fly in his school pants and masturbate it into hardness. She certainly didn’t need a refresher as to what it looked like. She made him do it because she could. It looked the same every day, but Kim, Andrea and Amy insisted on a detailed report each day at school, nonetheless.

“I’m really looking forward to Saturday,” Kim said.

“Me too!” added Amy.

“So what are we going to do?” Andrea put in.

“I don’t know, but I kind of liked when we did that thing on your bed.” Amy stated.

“Masturbate!” Andrea said a bit too loudly and immediately covered her mouth. A couple of girls walking by them in the hall turned to look at them.

“If Danny’s there then we can’t do it,” Amy complained.

“So we do it after he leaves,” Andrea said much more quietly this time. “Besides think how much more fun it will be after seeing him. I get worked up just thinking about it.

The thought of dominating Danny again so preoccupied the girls’ thoughts during the week that they actually had to make time for other gossip and girl talk.

Saturday finally arrived and Melissa was up early doing the laundry so she could have time with her friends. She was all for heading out to Andrea’s as soon as it was done, but she knew that she would have to wait until Andrea’s parents left. Butterflies were flapping in her stomach as she watched even the second hand crawl across the face of the clock.

Finally, it got to the time when she deemed that they would be gone. She shouted up the stairs, “Mom, I’m going to Andrea’s”

The response came down, “OK, just make sure you’re home in time for dinner.”

To her brother she said, “Give me about 15 minutes then get your butt over to Andrea’s.”

Melissa’s timing was perfect. She arrived just in time to see her Andrea’s mother’s car pull out of the driveway. She waited a half block away and watched as it went down the street and around the corner. It was silly. She had every right to be there, but her conscience made her act overcautiously.

Kim and Amy arrived shortly thereafter.

“When is Danny coming?” they asked.

“I told him to give me about 15 minutes head start and then come over. Given that I rode my bike over and he’s walking, I’d say in another 20-25 minutes.”

“What do we do until then?” Amy asked.

“If you are thinking about masturbating again, we don’t have the time. I mean, yeah, you could probably get it off in 20 minutes, but it’s a lot more fun if you take the time to get into the mood.” Andrea replied.

“Well, we can at least look at the magazine in the back and see if there is something that we want to try with my brother.” Melissa suggested.

As much power as the girls possessed over Danny they were still uncertain about themselves and were hesitant to discuss in detail many of the acts depicted in the magazine. Now that the clothed female / naked male aspect of female dominance was established, they wanted to take the next step but they were still timid, and I wasn’t going to be a bold, big one. The one topic that seemed safe enough was cross-dressing.

Amy admitted, “I remember the time my cousin and I dressed her brother up like a girl. We were 8 at the time and he was 6. It was so much fun, but there wasn’t anything sexual about it. He didn’t even take off his underwear. We were playing with our dolls and thought it would be fun to dress up a real live doll. It was just something different and he looked so funny and so cute and he was nice enough to go along with it.”

“But where are we going to get clothes to fit Danny?” Kim asked.

“My mom still has some clothes in a box in the garage from before she lost all that weight. She needed room in her dresser and closet. She says one of these days, she’s going to sort them out and give them to some charity. They should be large enough to fit Danny even if the skirts and dresses might be a bit short.”

“So what do we dress him up as?” Kim asked.

“Well, since we expect him to do some housework, how about something casual?” Melissa suggested.

The girls were still sorting through the box when Danny arrived.

Andrea let him in and immediately commanded, “Go to the living room and get undressed.” She felt a bit guilty ordering him around like this since he was Melissa’s brother and she should be the one in charge of him. But then she thought, it was her house after all, and that should give her some authority.

Danny expected that he’d be ordered to get undressed and made up his mind that there was no sense in fighting the girls on this point. He simply took of his clothes and laid them on the end table. He was of a divided mind. Ever since his sister got on top of him, he lost the urge to masturbate on his own. He did a little bit better getting it up for his sister in the morning. Yet getting naked for her and her friends was beginning to make him hard. There was something in his full nudity and the presence of the girls that excited him. He was dependent on the girls to attain full sexual satisfaction.

“I can’t wait to see him dressed like a girl,” Kim remarked.

“Girls, girls,” Melissa remarked, “we’re missing out on valuable masturbation time. Remember, Danny has to wait between cums, so if we want to make him do it a couple of times, we better get started now. We can dress him up later.”

The other girls saw the sense in this and soon, Danny was kneeling before them jerking off again. Although Danny told them that he could also do it lying down or standing up, kneeling submissively seemed to be the best position for him to perform the act.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of watching him do that.” Amy admitted, “When I get a boyfriend, I’m going to make him do that for me.”

“Me too,” Kim put in.

“And me,” chimed Andrea.

“Put me on that list too,” Melissa stated, “In fact maybe we ought to watch each other’s boyfriends do it,” she added giggling.

“I just wish I had the opportunity at home to make Danny do it for me all the time.”

Her brother looked at her, “Hey sis, even I don’t have the opportunity to do it at home.”

“You seemed to be able to make time when you did it in the laundry room on the day I caught you.”

“That was unusual. I normally don’t do it when anyone is at home. And there’s a good reason for it. The one time I tried, you caught me, and see where that got me.”

“You know there are some times when mom and dad are both out at the same time, we can do it then. Look at the bright side: you don’t have to wait until I’m gone as well to do it. We can both enjoy it.”

Andrea interrupted them, “Make sure you invite us over when you do that.”

“I will, but mostly it’s in the evenings in the middle of the week about once a month when out folks go to play bridge and even then sometimes they play at our house. So I don’t think that would work out.”

“OK, so have your private fun. Just tell us all the details when you do.”

Now, who’s up for a game of dress-up?” Andrea asked.

With squeals of delight, the girls were soon back rummaging through the box evaluating the various articles of clothing. Occasionally one of them would pick out an item, look at it, look at Danny and put it in one pile or the other.

Every now and then one of them would get up and actually hold it against Danny to see if it might fit.

The girls were quite enthusiastic with getting Danny dressed as a girl.

Fortunately there was a couple of old bras and panties in the box. The bra fit Danny well enough. The girls laughed at him as he tried to put it on and eventually took pity on him and hooked him up. As embarrassed as Danny was by being made to wear a bra, he was even more embarrassed about not being able to put it on. He began to appreciate some of the problems girls have, and some of the special talents they need to cope with them.

Next came the panties. The girls decided that even though they were going for a casual look, that nothing but the sexiest panties in the box would do. Andrea’s mother had a good selection and the girls were somewhat envious. None of them owned panties that were this fashionable.

Danny had no problem stepping into the panties, but did have to struggle a bit to get them up. His muscular legs meant that he sort of had to inch them up one leg at a time. It was a tight fit and actually didn’t quite make it up to his waist. He had to settle for having the waistband cup his ass cheeks and the font made it as far as his balls.

He could have pushed his penis down and into the panties, but the girls decided that it looked just fine the way it was. It pushed his penis up and forward and made a nice display out of it.

Next came a sleeveless blouse. Danny had a bit more luck buttoning it up the back than he did with the bra.

At first, the girls selected a pair of shorts for him to wear, but even though they were definitely girlish, they were still only shorts. They decided a skirt, although not normally housekeeping attire, would be more feminine. Besides, after seeing the problems he had with the panties, they figured the shorts wouldn’t fit anyway.

So the selected a denim skirt and were pleased with the results. It was tight around the waist, but fit well enough there. The “problem,” if it could be called that, was that it was not long enough. On a shorter woman, it would have come down to her thigh. On Danny, it was shorter than thigh-high and was constantly riding up exposing his panties, penis, balls and cute buns. At times it simply draped down either side of his penis when it was erected.

The big issue was shoes. Danny’s feet were just too big for anything the girls could find in the box, or closet or on their feet.

“We’ll have to go to that discount store and see if we can get him a cheap pair of shoes.” Andrea remarked.

Nonetheless, the outfit had the desired result: casual, yet feminine. The time to dress him up in a ballroom gown might come later.

“OK, on the list is making *my* bed. Doing *my* school uniform, polishing *my* shoes, vacuuming the upstairs and then making lunch.”

Amy complained, “That’s no fair, you and Melissa get all the benefit out of Danny’s service. Kim and I have to do our own uniforms and shoes.”

“First of all, you do get some benefit; you get to watch, and that’s the main part of the fun. Secondly, if you want Danny to take care of your uniforms and shoes, then bring them over here next Saturday.

Maybe we can open a laundry service for all the girls at school.”

The girls watched Danny go through his chores, these were not made any easier with the girls in the way. Nonetheless, they really didn’t take all that long to do. The girls giggled whenever his penis poked out from under the skirt and he bent and moved around.

He was finished with what he could do by lunch time and made lunch for the girls. This was a lot easier as it was merely cold cut sandwiches and sodas and chips.

As they settled down to lunch, Andrea asked Danny, “What’s it like?”

“What’s what like?”

“Being a boy and having a penis.”

Danny looked at her not knowing how to answer, so she went on, “I mean, us girls have our stuff on the inside where it can’t be seen and it’s protected. Boys just have it out all the time. Don’t you know it’s there all the time?”

“Oh. It’s pretty much like any other body part. I mean unless I stub my toe or something, I don’t know it’s there. I mean if it’s there all the time and it doesn’t hurt, you get used to it.”

“I got to try that. I got to get a carrot or something and put it in my panties and walk around with it to see if I can get used to it being there.

Well, I am aware of it sometimes. Like when I get a hard-on. It kind of feels tight in my pants and sometimes I have to readjust it so it fits properly. Even then, once you get it positioned right and out of the way, it’s not too bad.”

The girls giggled at this description. Amy said, “I wondered why boys touched themselves down there. Sometimes you can see a lump there. Is that your penis?”

Danny blushed. “Yeah, it does get embarrassing at times. That’s another reason guys adjust it in the pants so they can hide it better.”

All this attention about his penis was making it harder and he slowly erected as the conversation went on.

Kim noticed it and asked, ”Why is it doing that now. We’re not doing anything we haven’t been doing.”

“I don’t know. I know when I look at sexy pictures I get hard, but sometimes it just happens for no reason at all. I think when I get embarrassed, it happens sometimes.”

“That’s an odd reaction,” Kim added, “Why would embarrassment give a boy a hard on?”

Andrea fielded this one. “When a guy gets embarrassed, his blood pressure goes up. A penis gets hard because it fills up with blood. So when his blood pressure goes up, so does his penis.”

“I’m not so sure,” Danny replied. “I know my blood pressure goes up when I have a big test or something makes me angry or when I’m psyching myself up for a big game and I don’t get hard then.

I think there’s some sort of switch in my brain that says, ‘Send blood to the penis.’ I wish I knew how to control it, but I can’t sometimes it just happens and there is no way to turn it off.”

Amy said, “I wonder if we can play with that switch. You said that looking at girls can make you hard.”

“Where are you going with this, Amy?” Kim asked.

“Well, girls are around all the time. Right?”

Kim nodded.

Turning to Danny, “But you’re not hard all the time?”

Danny nodded.

“Then there must be something that girls do that make boys hard. So I suggest we try some things with Danny and see what makes him hard. Then we can do the same things with other boys to see if it makes them hard too.”

“What kind of things?” Kim asked.

“I don’t know, we’ll try stuff and see if it makes Danny hard. We can try different ways of walking. We can see how much leg or boob we have to show before it gets him hard. We can play with our hair; experiment with makeup. If it’s not too much, maybe we could get away with that in public and try it out on other boys.”

“I want to see if I can make him cum,” Andrea said.

Amy giggled. “You can’t do that to him in public.”

“I mean, here, now, with Danny. I want to touch it like he does and see if I can make it do what he makes it do.” It was an awkward explanation, but the girls got the idea.

“Why do you get to do it?”

“Well, are any of you girls willing to do him?”

It was interesting that the girls were arguing over Danny as if he were a blouse or something other inanimate object over which they were fighting.

Andrea looked from girl to girl and got either a negative side to side motion of her head or simply a lowering of her eyes. So without further discussion, it was decided that Andrea be the girl to masturbate Danny.

Andrea looked at him. “Are you ready?” she asked.

“I guess so,” he admitted. I was over an hour since his last cum.

Taking him by the hand, she led him into the living room. “What’s the best way to do this? I mean, it would be difficult to kneel down with you to do it. You said that you could do it standing up or laying down. Which one would work better?”

“Laying down, I think.”

“OK, we can lay you down on the coffee table. I can sit on your legs and do it, and your sister and Kim and Amy can watch.”

Danny made an unusual request, “Can I get undressed? I mean if you do it right, I’m going to shoot it all over my chest and I don’t want to get my clothes dirty.” He then added, “I can leave the panties on.”

So there he was, naked except for the panties, laying on the coffee table. It felt odd with the cold wood pressing against his back. It felt even odder with Andrea’s weight pinning his legs into immobility. She wasn’t a heavy girl, so it was comfortable enough, but the token bit of bondage was making him excited.

He had nowhere to put his arms, so he put his hands under his head. With Andrea sitting on his legs and his hands behind his head, the rest of his body was exposed and completely vulnerable to the girls.

Now that it came down to it. Andrea was reluctant to touch his penis. She just sort of reached out and gently caressed the erected shaft with her fingers and pulled her hand back like she had touched a hot stove.

“Come on, Andrea, you can do it,” Amy encouraged. “You go, girl!” Kim yelled.

Andrea reached out again and with the backing of her female cheering section, felt confident enough to wrap her entire hand around Danny’s member.

“It’s OK,” he told her. “It’s a lot tougher than it looks. You can hold it harder. Just watch out for the balls.”

She was glad that Danny was a willing participant in this act. She moved her hand up and down the shaft like she had seen him do.

“Get a good grip on the skin and pull it over the head,” he advised.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

“You’re doing fine,” Melissa said.

“Am I doing it right?” She asked Danny.

“You’re OK. But when I get more excited and I’m ready, you’re going to have to pump faster.”

“How will I know?”

“I’ll tell you. Just keep going like you are now for a while.”

Danny could feel the sexual excitement building inside him. Andrea really didn’t know what she was doing and he knew that he could do a much better job on his own. However the novelty of the experience made up for the girl’s lack of talent. Also, she was having so much fun as were the other girls. Their excitement was contagious. Besides, there could be worse things the girls could do to him.

Andrea must have been at it for a couple of minutes when she stopped. Danny had leaked some precum on her hand.

“What’s that stuff?”

“It’s precum. It means you are making me excited. It comes out before I ejaculate.”

“You mean you’re ready?”

“Close, but there’s still some pumping to do.”

“It feels funny. It’s kind of sticky but slippery at the same time. You girls got to feel this.”

By this time there was a large clear drop of it oozing from the boy’s pee hole. One by one, the other girls took an index finger and gently dipped it into the viscous liquid. They rubbed it between finger and thumb and some of them even sniffed at it.

“It’s got a faint, musky ordor,” Amy said, “I thought it would smell like pee.”

“So now what do I do?” Andrea asked.

“Keep rubbing him,” Kim and Melissa said.

Danny nodded, “You heard the girls. Keep rubbing me.”

Andrea resumed her pumping. More and more precum leaked from the boy’s penis. It got to the point where it was too slippery to grasp it anymore. Danny usually pumped himself past this point right through to ejaculation before it became an issue. Andrea was getting him there but a lot slower.

He remembered his experimentation with the “wet” method of masturbation. “Just let the skin go. Rub your palm up and down the shaft and over the head. Fuck me with your hand.”

By this time, Danny’s penis was as hard as it could possibly get. It was also as sensitive as it could get. It was time.

“Faster,” he managed to gasp.

Andrea increased the tempo of her rubbing.

“Faster,” he said again.

By now the girl’s hand was almost a blur as she worked it up and down the boy’s organ.

Danny was too paralyzed to speak, so he just lifted his head and tried to communicate with his eyes, “Girl, you have me. Do it. Make me cum.”

Finally with a gasp, he let go with his first spurt of semen. “Keep pumping,” Danny almost squeaked, “Pump it all out.”

Amy, Kim and Melissa let out squeals of joy as they watched their friend make the by shoot jet after jet of cum onto his chest.

Finally Danny collapsed and sighed, “OK, you can stop now.” Andrea sat up and admired her work.

It was a rough masturbation. Danny’s penis felt raw and irritated. There was a part on the shaft where the nail on her pinkie finger had dug in and it hurt. But it was worth it. To be so completely controlled by a girl made the ejaculation all that more enjoyable. They could work out the details of the technique in the future.

“Wow, that was great!” Amy admitted. “What did it feel like?”

Andrea responded, “It felt kind of funny. At first I was pumping his thing and it was hard, but it had a little give to it and I could sort of squeeze it a bit. But then after he started leaking his stuff, it got really hard; I couldn’t bend it at all, and it was like grabbing a steel rod. And then when he squirted, I could feel it pulsing in my hand. And the stuff’s so hot!”

What Andrea didn’t admit was how it was making her feel inside. She was tingling all over and couldn’t wait for the masturbation session with her friends. She got off Danny’s legs so he wouldn’t feel the heat and dampness in her crotch.

Once the ice was broken, the other girls became braver.

“Can I do him next?” Kim asked.

“We don’t have time,” Andrea complained. “How about we set up a schedule? Each of us girls will take a turn doing him each Saturday.”

“That’s not fair,” Amy complained, “Melissa might get to do him in the middle of the week sometime.”

Melissa rolled her eyes, “OK, if I get to do him without you girls around and it’s my turn, we’ll move on to the next girl in the rotation.” She knew that she could just not say anything if she did him, and she could order her brother to do the same. She also knew if she did it privately, she’d just have to brag about it to her girlfriends.

In the meantime, the exhausted boy was recovering on the table. “Look at that mess,” Andrea said. “You better take a shower!”

The bathroom at the end of the hall was probably the smallest room in the house, and even in the best of times might fit two people comfortably if one of them were in the shower, which is precisely where Danny wound up. The four girls crowded in as best as they could.

It took Danny a couple of seconds to figure out how to use the shower controls. He shivered as the cold water hit him. “It takes a while to heat up,” Andrea remarked.

He looked around for the soap and washcloth, but couldn’t find them. Melissa notice this and said, “You use the pink liquid in that bottle and that scrunchy looking ball to apply it and wash it off.”

Soon the air was smelling like “Sunshine Roses” if the label on the bottle could be believed. By the time he was done, Danny was also smelling like Sunshine Roses.

The girls giggled as Danny briefly did is masturbation act into the nylon ball to clean his penis. “Make sure you wash that out real good when you’re done,” Andrea admonished.

The girls got out of the bathroom so Danny could get out of the shower to dry himself. The left the door open. As he was drying, Amy asked, “So what do we do next?”

Andrea looked at the clock, “We really don’t have much time if we want to do the other thing.”

The girls knew exactly what thing she was talking about.

“You know, he doesn’t look like some of the other men in the magazine down there,” Kim remarked.

“Yes, he’s smaller than some of them, but I still think he’s cute,” Amy responded.

“That’s now what I meant. I mean he has hair down there and some of the men have absolutely none.”

“I noticed that. They’re big men so they should have hair there.”

The other girls laughed.

“What?”

“Of course they have hair down there. They just shave it off.”

“Oh! … well, I kind of like the way it looks. It makes the penis easier to see. I mean it sticks out of course, but you can focus on it better if there’s no hair to distract you.”

“So why don’t we shave my brother?” Melissa suggested.

“How much do we do?” Asked Kim. “Some men have a small patch over their penis even if their balls are hairless.”

“I think we shave the balls and trim it elsewhere.”

“I have a razor to shave my legs.”

“You shave your legs, Andrea?”

“Well, yeah, sort of. We can talk about that later. I also have some scissors we can use.”

“So who’s going to do it?” Kim asked.

Andrea turned to Melissa, “He’s your brother. You do him.”

“I … I don’t know what to do.”

“Just be careful. I’ll help. Let me get my stuff. There’s no room in the bathroom for this, so we’ll do it in my room.”

Andrea went off to get her “equipment” while the other three girls led Danny to her room. They didn’t know whether he should be sitting, standing or lying down, but decided that the latter would be best.

Andrea came in and said, “Put him on the floor and get a pillow for under his ass. I think we need it elevated so we can do this better. Also I brought the towel to put under him. This might get messy.”

Once again, the girls crowded around as best they could. “I’ll get him started.” Andrea said, handing the razor to Melissa.

Andrea squirted some cream onto the palm of her hand and rapidly rubbed them together producing a frothy foam.

“Kim, grab his thing and hold it up out of the way.”

Andrea went to work lathering up the boy’s balls. Danny grunted at her vigorous application of the foam. When she was satisfied with her work she sat back on her heels and said, “He’s all yours, Melissa. Just take it easy and stroke away from the penis. That seems to be the way the hair grows.”

Melissa went to work on her brother’s scrotum. She knew how delicate this part of his body was and was genuinely afraid of hurting him. He could sense her hesitance and said, “Don’t worry, sis. I’ll tell you if you do something wrong. I don’t think you can hurt me too much.”

The girl tentatively went to work on her brother, denuding his balls of hair. Every now and then Andrea would throw in some advice such as rinsing the razor out in the bowl of water she brought.

Around and around his balls, Melissa guided the razor until all the foam was gone and she couldn’t see any more hair.

Finally, Melissa stopped her. “Let’s see what we’ve got.” She wiped his balls clean with a wet rag.

The girls moved in for a close inspection. There was still a piece of stubble here and there, but for the most part they were smooth and clean.

“We can get those the next time we do him,” Andrea offered. “Now it’s time to trim the part on top. Who wants to do the honors?”

“You girls had all the fun shaving him,” Amy complained, “I didn’t get to do anything except watch.”

”OK, you get to do him.” Andrea handed her the scissors. “Let’s look through the magazine and see what style to give him.”

In the end, Danny had a neatly-trimmed triangle of hair pointing towards his penis.

When it was all over, he stood up and positioned himself in front of Andrea’s mirror. “That should be OK,” he said.

“What?”

“I mean, I have to use the showers in the gym. Other guys are going to see me.”

“You mean boys look at each other down there?”

“Well we don’t do it intentionally. Maybe if you’re gay you do. But you can’t help but notice. I mean, it’s right out there.

This doesn’t look to bad. There’s enough hair over it and unless you look close, you can’t tell the balls are naked. I was afraid that you’d shave it all off.”

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Andrea asked, “We’re out to have our fun with you, but we don’t want to get you in trouble … as long as you behave yourself, that is.”

“I didn’t know I had a choice.”

“You do!” Melissa said. “Like Andrea said, we don’t want to do anything to harm you. If we do something and it hurts – I mean really hurts, not something like a spanking or something, tell us and we’ll stop.”

“So you’ll give me back the magazine and call it off?”

“No, we’d make you eat a mile of shit if it wouldn’t make you sick, before we do that. You’re not out of the woods yet, big brother. We have big plans for you. You’re not done until we girls say you’re done.”

The shaving and trimming was a lot of fun, but it did eat into the clock a lot.

“It looks like he needs another shower,” Melissa remarked.

“No time for it,” Amy said with her mind fixed on what they were going to do after the boy left.

“We’ll just blot him off with a towel,” Andrea suggested. “He can take a real shower when he gets home.

The girls watched him get dressed and left. Soon they were all back up in Andrea’s room stripping off their shorts, skirts and panties.

As they gathered around the magazine with fingers in their pussies, Andrea asked, “Confession time, girls. How many of you have done this since our last meeting?” She got back three blushing grins in return.

Melissa looked at the neatly-trimmed hair around Andrea’s pubic area, “Legs indeed! That’s not natural. So that’s why you have a razor and scissors.”

As Andrea rubbed her way towards her first orgasm of the day she said, “Maybe we can get together sometime and we can do each other … sort of like we do each other’s hair at a sleepover.”

(The End)