From time to time, light seemed to reflect on Sara's eyes in a funny way, as if they were glowing. This caught Monica's attention.After a short while,... Monica started to feel a little dizzy and it became harder and harder to listen to Sara’s words. Her focus was on the teacher’s eyes. Monica felt like she was being pulled into that beautiful strange glow that entered her own pupils and spiraled down into her soul.Monica thought she heard Sara say something weird but she wasn’t sure. She. I mean, shit... here I was on my back, naked with my legs up and spread wide, one cock reaming my ass while another plunged my throat. And me a fucking top! This was not me! This was not who I was! On any other day the roles would be reversed and I'd be the one doing the fucking. But at that moment, as Jonah continued to pummel my ass, lifting my legs even higher, spreading them wider and putting them over his shoulders, angling his cock to bump against my delicate prostate, all I wanted was to. She had these large arieolas that looked so inviting. I slobbered all over them as she broke out in a fit of giggles. Her legs found their way around my waist as I shifted my attention back to her face licking up her neck line and locking onto her tongue once again. As they wrestled with each other, she guided my cock into her wet vagina. My seven inches slipped in effortlessly as I gripped her love handles. I began to fuck her with deep hard strokes. Ooh, stop. Stop! I kept going. But she. As I was riding to the salon, I noticed the eyes of the cabby wanderingover my body. Not surprisingly I found myself enjoying the attention,and wondered why the old Simone did not like it. After paying thecabbie, and letting one of my fingers stroke his as she handed him themoney, I knocked at the door of the Salon. After a few moments, Marciecame to the door and said "Simone!, so glad you could come"!"Thanks Marcie, it was a nice invitation".Marcie than led Simone to the rear of the salon,.