Closed for orgasmially fun
Morgan was seated in the bath, enjoying a long soak. The warm water relaxing her body, her long red hair wet and clinging to her pale freckled skin. She reached for her razor, carefuly shaving her under arms, calves, thighs and completing the job with a slow, purposeful shave of her pubic area. Moragn was very particular about keeping her body hair free, and regardles of the lack of visible hairs she would always go through the same ritual.
Ater shaving her body was always at it's most sensitive, in part the reason for the regular attention. Her small pink nub ached beneath its hood, longing for her to delicately roll her finger over it. Instead of giving her body the attention it desired, Moragn pulled out the plug and rose from the bath.
Despite the steam msting the mirror, Moragn could just about make out her slim body. Toned thighs, leading into a small but perfectly round bottom, flat stomach, small perky breasts topped with a small pink nipple. No time to stand and admre herself, she thought glancing at the small clock positioned on the small shelving unit.
Morgan dressed, slipping on a pair of black lacy hot pant style panties, with a matching bra which cupped her 32b breasts beatifuly. She popped on a pair of tight fitting leggings tight enough that the intricate design of the panties could be seen, tight enough to give hint of what lay beneath. She popped on a long turquise tshirt, just long enough to cover the base of her firm cheeks.
Sockless she slipped on her white trainers, wiping the mist from the mirror, she checked out her hair, pulling it up into a wet pony tail. The 23 year old then headed to her room, checking her phone before heading down to the front door.
The doorbell rang right on cue. A final check in the hallway mirror, Morgan opened the door, "Hi Bill," she said. Bill was the local mechanic, he had been working on her car after a slight incident in the local carpark. He placed the car keys in her hand, which she took and smiled, "Coming in?"
She knew the answer as she was about to pay for the repairs in the only way she knew how. From the age of 18 Morgan had discovered how easy payment in kind was to use. This had led to a fun filled few years and helped her to develop a craving for sex. Sadly, despite all of her efforts she still lived at home with her parents and home visits needed to be carefully arranged to ensure she wasn't disturbed.
"Want a drink?" she asked as she closed the door behind Bill. Bill who was in his 40's divorced and more than happy with the arrangement, nodded. "Head up stairs, you know where to go," she said softly as she headed to the kitchen.
Morgan entered her bedroom, where Bill had already undressed, his small thick cock sat on top of his two shrivelled balls. She knew he was busy and always liked to get down to action as soon as he could, which of course suited her as she wasn't always sure of how long she had. She placed the two cups on the bedside table, before joining him on the bed.
Morgan lowered her head to the tip of his small throbbing cock, kissing the tip gently making him gasp. Slowly she let her lips part gently sucking on the tip of his cock as he lay back on the bed enjoying her warm mouth. She continued sucking on the tip for a few minutes, before taking his small length entirely into her mouth. She held him there for a moment before slowly backing off, she repeated the movement a few times teasing him with each slow movement.
Morgan was seated in the bath, enjoying a long soak. The warm water relaxing her body, her long red hair wet and clinging to her pale freckled skin. She reached for her razor, carefuly shaving her under arms, calves, thighs and completing the job with a slow, purposeful shave of her pubic area. Moragn was very particular about keeping her body hair free, and regardles of the lack of visible hairs she would always go through the same ritual.
Ater shaving her body was always at it's most sensitive, in part the reason for the regular attention. Her small pink nub ached beneath its hood, longing for her to delicately roll her finger over it. Instead of giving her body the attention it desired, Moragn pulled out the plug and rose from the bath.
Despite the steam msting the mirror, Moragn could just about make out her slim body. Toned thighs, leading into a small but perfectly round bottom, flat stomach, small perky breasts topped with a small pink nipple. No time to stand and admre herself, she thought glancing at the small clock positioned on the small shelving unit.
Morgan dressed, slipping on a pair of black lacy hot pant style panties, with a matching bra which cupped her 32b breasts beatifuly. She popped on a pair of tight fitting leggings tight enough that the intricate design of the panties could be seen, tight enough to give hint of what lay beneath. She popped on a long turquise tshirt, just long enough to cover the base of her firm cheeks.
Sockless she slipped on her white trainers, wiping the mist from the mirror, she checked out her hair, pulling it up into a wet pony tail. The 23 year old then headed to her room, checking her phone before heading down to the front door.
The doorbell rang right on cue. A final check in the hallway mirror, Morgan opened the door, "Hi Bill," she said. Bill was the local mechanic, he had been working on her car after a slight incident in the local carpark. He placed the car keys in her hand, which she took and smiled, "Coming in?"
She knew the answer as she was about to pay for the repairs in the only way she knew how. From the age of 18 Morgan had discovered how easy payment in kind was to use. This had led to a fun filled few years and helped her to develop a craving for sex. Sadly, despite all of her efforts she still lived at home with her parents and home visits needed to be carefully arranged to ensure she wasn't disturbed.
"Want a drink?" she asked as she closed the door behind Bill. Bill who was in his 40's divorced and more than happy with the arrangement, nodded. "Head up stairs, you know where to go," she said softly as she headed to the kitchen.
Morgan entered her bedroom, where Bill had already undressed, his small thick cock sat on top of his two shrivelled balls. She knew he was busy and always liked to get down to action as soon as he could, which of course suited her as she wasn't always sure of how long she had. She placed the two cups on the bedside table, before joining him on the bed.
Morgan lowered her head to the tip of his small throbbing cock, kissing the tip gently making him gasp. Slowly she let her lips part gently sucking on the tip of his cock as he lay back on the bed enjoying her warm mouth. She continued sucking on the tip for a few minutes, before taking his small length entirely into her mouth. She held him there for a moment before slowly backing off, she repeated the movement a few times teasing him with each slow movement.
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