She tried to think about the night before with Adam but all she could think about was how it was going to feel to have her hair ripped out by the root...s. Did she really have to do this? Couldn’t she just shave? There was nobody behind the counter when Kimberly entered the spa. Just as she had decided that the place was deserted and she could leave, the cosmetologist appeared; a woman in her late fifties who wore a white lab coat and spoke with a thick East European accent. Kimberly gave her. Mine jaws were sore and I knew my cock was oozing juices but I had to finish these girls off. It was a turn on for mine and a dream come true. Kristen lowered her pussy to my face and I gently stuck my tongue out and tasted the sweetest pussy of all. I forgot mi sore jaws and began to savor Kristen’s pussy. I licked all over her pussy and sucked on her lips. She was very gentle to me and did not grind into my face like her sister’s did. I tasted mi sweet juices and lapped at her clit. Kristen. And if she was, could I help her? Or, more importantly, was I even the slightest bit willing to help her?“I’m not sure that there is much I can do for you, Becky.”“I’m worried that they might come after me! I remember what happened to Richie and Arthur!”I sighed, “I doubt that’s going to happen because you opened a file cabinet.”“You don’t know that!” she wailed.I sighed again, “Becky, all I can do is talk to Theo and see if he knows anything. You know I’m not allowed to call anyone else.”“But. And she certainly had gone no further herself, though Andrew believed she was constantly pushing the envelope, wearing skimpier outfits and sex-ifying even as simple a task as emptying the dishwasher or watching TV. Only a few days earlier, while Andrew was watching some crappy television on a weekday morning, Abby had come strolling in wearing that could hardly be classified as clothing. It was a cotton shirt she had cut herself that just nearly came to the bottom of her breasts. As he drank a.