I then had my salon appointment at a place called Magnolie. A gorgeoushair stylist named Sharon gave me a trim and blow dried out my hair Ialso had a ...massage make over and had a French manicure and pedicure. Iwas on cloud nine.James was so attentive the entire day and he complimented me and made mefeel so incredible. I was really getting used to this lifestyle and washaving a blast being Mrs. Nicole Wilson. We came home and and unpackedall the things we bought at the mall. I felt a little bad. We had a short tug-of-war with the bag before the handle on my side of the bag ripped and he flew back across the counter to his rightful perch. He said something that the pounding in my ears prevented me from hearing properly. Finally I realized that I was to pick up the package at the door. I rounded the corner of the counter, snatched the bag and dashed out to the safety of my car. At this point my sexual arousal was some where South of zero. Starting the car I hit the gas and. He fucked the shit out of me in the stall. My tits were bouncing back and forth as he slammed me harder and harder his big balls slapping on my clit, I came so hard, my knees started to buckle. He was lifting me right off the ground, I was screaming OH GOD, you feel so good, the other guys were banging on the stall chanting FUCK HER!!! FUCK HER!!! He shot his second load deep into my very wet sore pussy. Biting my neck, he kissed me passionately, he told me he had to go. I guess after two loads. After a few moments, Jim closed the register and walked over towards the doors, keeping his eyes on the petite teen. Locking the doors, he grinned and said, “Shall we take this to someplace a little more, comfortable? I live upstairs so we don’t even have to go far.”Harper smirked and stood up, “Lead the way.” Jim chuckled before leading the teenager to the backroom which, on first glance, didn’t have a stairway. The young teen was about to ask how they intended to go upstairs from here when.