I settled her in the armchair, placing a kiss on her lips and leaning over her vulva to do the same. To check that it was correct, I ran my hand over her sex, lingering a little to inspect her labia minora by spreading them. As a reward, I allowed myself to lift the hood of her clitoris and give it little kisses. “No, not that way, the other way.”
I came out of the warm sheath, placing my glans on her still-dilated rosette; she impaled herself. When she reached my head, she placed little kisses on the meatus. “So, little pussy, your mistress wants to shave you as punishment for your exhibitionism.”
I stood up. I prepared two Daiquiri’s packed with white rum. I left her, so to speak, on the edge of pleasure. ”
“Turn around, kneel on the chair and rest your torso on the back. ” What do you think of the result? Don’t you think my pussy was a little too prominent this afternoon? With the glove, I rinsed her sex well, making sure it was clean.”
” Get up. “You have a softening cream. That’s good.”
„Ich muss die Arbeit zu Ende bringen, ruh deine Beine aus.“
Her sex, moistened by the wet glove, was ready to be coated with shaving cream.