‘When I was in the bathroom I was fantasizing about Jacob who helps me with depilation of my private parts. He takes the razor and starts slowly shaving my pubic hair. While he’s doing it, he doesn’t let me take my eyes away, sending me a smug smile. It’s so intimate that I blush a little. When Frye is finished, he takes the shower and spreads my lower lips to unbare my clit. The stream of water makes me cry out. “No, Jacob, I want your tongue instead. Please!” “Of course you do, honey.” He throws my legs on his shoulders and buries the head between them. I shake so hard that the water spills out of tube. I cum, pulling him up to my face. “You’re gifted son of bitch!” We both laugh before I kiss him, tasting myself.’

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