“WOAH, what do have we here ?”: Matt whistled. Soon enough I was even taking my mothers things which seemed to be a bit racier, more sheer, less concealing. He spun on his heel and barged on to the next room where I heard him start his well rehearsed speech once again. I don’t really talk a lot in most company, but when I get comfortable with someone there’s no telling what I might say. I was in full glory, aching to cum but keeping myself right there. His cock head pushed past my anal ring with a pop and he groaned loudly. “Damn dude, I’m sorry, I can’t help it” he said with a groan. By a stranger ? Years of hiding Samantha’s things from my mom and sister had taught me well to keep my things and Samantha’s things separate. “I’m gonna lather you up now.” I said, gripping his cock for the first time. I ran the safety razor over him once more all over, looking carefully for spots I missed until I was satisfied that he was completely shaven.
