“Ohhh… fu….” Becky moaned, her clit throbbing and demanding.
Jake glanced up at her with a smile and put the clippers back on the toilet before grabbing the shaving cream and a razor still in its packaging. Jake took a moment to skim the surface of the water to capture most of Becky’s curly pubic hair before dumping the handful into the waste bin. He took several more swipes until the majority of hair was gone and then took out the razor.
“You need to stay still for me, Ok?” Jake said and reached out to stroke his fingers over Becky’s outer lips.
Becky’s body jerked at the touch and then she giggled before giving a small nod.
“I’ll stay still,” Becky replied.
“Really?” Jake said and then stroked a fingertip over Becky’s throbbing clit and down to the mouth of her vulva, “No moving at all?”
“Mmmmm,” Becky moaned and then glared at Jake, “I will sit on you and tickle you! Until you pee your pants!”
Jake only smiled, his fingertip circling the mouth of Becky’s vulva while she moaned.
“No moving!” Jake said again before pulling his hand away.
Jake filled his hand with shaving cream and then began to smooth it over Becky’s mound and inner thighs. Becky tried not to moan, Jake certainly in no hurry, his hands moving slowly and deliberately, massaging and kneading as much as smoothing the shaving cream over her skin. Becky let out a long, soft moan at his touch, Jake glancing up with a grin before finally beginning to use the razor.
His touch was slow and careful, each rasping scrap only a centimeter or two long while he dunked the razor into the water to rinse off between every one. He began at the top of her mound and worked down while still leaving an inch wide landing strip down the center, Becky panting and moaning without even realizing it. Jake lowered the razor into the water and rinsed it off while glancing up at Becky with a smile.
“Enjoying yourself?” he asked softly.
“Are you?” Becky shot back, her voice husky.
“Can’t complain,” Jake replied and looked purposefully between Becky’s legs, “I love the view!”
Becky moaned louder, her hips giving small, involuntary thrusts when Jake used the fingers of one hand to stretch and pull one of her inner lips to the side.
“Try not to move,” Jake said softly and then began to carefully shave her outer lips.
“Shiiiii….,” Becky moaned softly, “Easy for you to say!”
Jake glanced up with a grin and then returned to his task, spending a half hour finishing Becky’s mound and inner thighs before reapplying shaving cream and going over every inch of her sensitive skin again. Becky gazed down at herself in wonder, every breath of air a sensual caress over her pink skin. She gazed at her inner lips and the thick ropes of clear liquid that coated her wrinkly labia, her juice leaking freely from her open, gaping vulva to run down between her ass cheeks.
“Ummm, can you turn around and use your hands to spread yourself for me?” Jake said after sitting back on his heels to admire the job he had done.
“What?” Becky asked in confusion.