Jarid almost reached out and touched her as she walked past with that towel around her. It wasn’t that he was afraid of startling her. He was sure he’d pull her back into the tub and the shaving lesson would be lost in her urgent cries for release.<br/><br/>He even counted to ten before he stood. His cock jutting out like a lance. However she had managed to get him so wound up was a mystery he was definitely interested in probing. The opened the drawer revealed the kit.<br/><br/>The razor lay next to the strop and the mug with the brush was now in his hands along with latex gloves.  The gloves were for effect. A way to set the scene for her and heighten his arousal. He walked to the living room where she had displayed herself so beautifully. One look and he was panting.<br/><br/>“Good,” He remarked his voice a bit strangled in deep tones of desire as he place the kit and box on the couch.<br/><br/>He turned back to her.<br/><br/>“Now to ready you.” He explained as he moved to her head.<br/><br/>First her arms. He used a double slip knots to hold her and give her that extra tug when she strained to cum.  It was for more sensation. A solid hold for her to grip as she arched and she would arch.<br/><br/>His hands glided up her arms to her shoulder. Massaging them as he bent down to kiss her lips and looked down upon her breasts. He hovered there, his lips barely  brushing hers.<br/><br/>“I wonder how tight your nipples will get as I scrape down your body with the blade?”<br/><br/>