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Actually, I'm happy to be how I am, but it took me a very long time to get that way. But I didn't waste any thoughts on stopping there, and I was almost giddy as I turned on the clippers and took the first long strip of hair from the top of my head. I started slowly, rubbing my tits with one hand while the other explored the sensation of the stubble on my head, but it wasn't long before my hands found their way below my waste and slowly spread my lips apart. Even as aroused as I was, I knew that it was going to take a long time to cum with just my fingers, but I made it last longer still by picturing Brad standing over me and stroking a wonderfully thick cock.
I've never really been all that into porn - I rely my own creative mental images while I'm rubbing and buzzing my way to bliss - but that night, I just couldn't get the joke out of my head or the idea that I could be missing out on men who actually wanted a body like mine. Okay, so I found out that some guys are into a big backside, but I wasn't going to walk around thinking that every guy who took a second glance was ready to toss me down and ride me like Harley.
I had never really thought about how long it takes for cum to dry until I was standing in my bathroom and watching Susan's freshly shaved head turn from a wet glisten to a dull sheen. I didn't want Susan to know what was coming, and so I reached down and slapped her ass again, adding a matching hand print to her other cheek. I pushed slowly in and out a few more times, enjoying Susan's desperate gasps and moans with each thrust, and then I shoved my hands under her chest and grabbed her tits while dropping my weight completely onto her back.
I wanted to tease myself while I waited to see where the night was going, and the silk felt exquisite sliding over the head of my cock as I leaned against the kitchen bar and mixed a pair of margaritas. Several times it looked like she wanted to reach down and rub herself, but since she seemed to sense that I wasn't going to let her, she dug her hands into her thighs instead. "Rub it in," I said, still catching my breath from the intense orgasm, and Susan gingerly touched her smooth skin before eagerly working the cum around with her hands.
Susan immediately set to washing my back and shoulders, working slowly and gently down each arm and taking extra time on my hands as our fingers entwined. Susan's scrubbing had slowed, and her tits were occasionally lifting off of the floor as she worked, and so I didn't need to wait for a reason to give her ample ass a firm slap. It was already late afternoon by the time that we finished, and not being able to immediately come up with anything else for Susan to clean and wanting to save my numerous ideas for torturing her further, I decided to indulge in my usual Saturday nap.
"Well, not that," she said, nodding at my crotch, "but fuck yeah, you've got something I want." Marie had been relaxing back with a foot up on the chair next to her, but she dropped it and leaned forward.as she gave me her trademark flirting face. I certainly wouldn't have minded sharing my toys, as Marie so eloquently put it, but there was a big difference between subduing Susan in the way that she liked and forcing her into something that she didn't. I still wasn't going to let Susan cum and there was no way anything would happen between Marie and I even if I wanted it to, which I didn't.