I was defeated -there would be no job and I would lose my flat. But then she said:"You know, I could fit you in this evening after hours if you're rea...llydesperate?"I couldn't thank her enough! She laughed, and booked me in for 8:30.Success!--The salon was large and airy, and seemed very quiet when the door closedbehind me. I was greeted by the mingling scents of shampoo and bleach andsomething else - maybe nail polish? There was no one about, so I had timeto take it all in as I waited at the. And that is okay with each of us, so long as we remain discrete between ourselves and unobserved by the community, i.e., no tennis instructor for her, no blonde stripper on my arm at a restaurant. And we do not discuss our mutual dalliances, as discretion is foremost.There is, however, nothing so incredibly erotic and sexy than a woman who squirts. Hot washes of cum are the most tantalizing of experiences. Nancy squirts copious amounts, and I think Donna holds back though sometimes her juices. Now if possible because I’m craving for some dick and your delicious cunt.” “But—but—but how are we going to get him to fuck us?” “Just leave it to me,” Jen said and with one last look over her shoulder, she saw Kev walking back towards the office then turned back to me and crossed the space between us. “I want you and I want him. I’ll have you both before this day is over, Ally,” she promised me before pulling my head down and crushing our lips together. This aggressive side of Jen was. Cupping her breasts with both hands, she raised her thumbs and touched her aureolae. She gasped as one thumb inadvertently brushed the underside of her nipple. She used her thumb to circle it then, while with her other hand, she gently stroked her outer lips. Straightening the fingers of her hand in her crotch, she pressed her outer lips hard toward her pelvis, and felt the heat and moisture beginning to flow. She took one finger, and slowly slid it between her lips, gently stroking up and.