He kissed her hard. Once. A deep kiss as he touched her heated desire. His fingers combing thru her curly hairs of her mound.  He lifted from her lips to moved between her legs. It was not his hard cock he lay on her.<br/><br/>It was cold metal of a shaving razor. A hot towel across her lower abdomen. He pursed his lips in a shushing sound.<br/><br/>"It seems we shall enjoy shaving you often," He said as he swiped the sharp edge over her mound.<br/><br/>It left a bare row in the middle of her white foam forest. He wiped the blade on the towel. His eyes dark with excitement as the blade descended for a second run.<br/><br/>His voice gone impossibly gravel, "Yes, a shave and so much more. Do you wish to feel my length inside you again, Charlotte?"<br/>