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thing in the world meanwhile he asked to me that,
being 20 years, I
should shave often... I loved that he got so keen on that private part
of my life and I answered with all sincerity. The truth is that it was
a long time since I had stopped being beardless and I had to shave
almost each three days. I was ash-blond and blue-eyed, but I had a dark
beard that made me feel older. I even had hair on my chest, but it was
clear, like the one over my cock which was ginger.
When Julian finished to shave, I stayed so ashamed because he had to get
dress that I left the bathroom whispering that I had to serve dinner. I
went out from the bathroom regretting every step I took because I had
not closed the door and I could hear how he was putting the clothes on
at my back. He left the bathroom, with his wet and curly hair
back-combed, with his only just shaved face stressing his gray hair at
his temples and side whiskers, as well as with his fleshy lips and the
silk pajamas almost unbutonned due to the heat, without shoes, with the
silk short dressing gown over his shoulder and I lustly desired to
throw myself at his strong arms and let him hold me. I needed to feel
desired by him, I needed that he touched me, that he made me discover
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