My family and I lived in a small rural area on a small farm. My father is a preacher at the local church. He is a fire and brimstone preacher, if you ...stray you are damned type. My mother is a stay at home mother and believes every word my father has ever spoken. I am an only child. Boys have all been watching me and my father constantly tells me that they are evil, only wanting one thing. I have no idea what he is talking about because no one has ever taught me about sex. My name is Emi. I am. ====================================Hair Salon Museby WandaI'm not sure why I went into the hair salon that day but it became a turning point in my life.The sign said, Hair Cuts, Men $6 - Women $8 - Children $5.That seemed like a good deal so I went in and waited for an open chair.The magazines were an odd mix, Seventeen and Field and Stream, Modern Woman and GQ.The hair stylist who called me to her chair was named Bonnie.I said that's a pretty name, she said, that's what it means,. She squirmed against him, sliding his cock up between her tits and taking the tip into the hollow of her throat. Then she pulled his pounding cock back up to her face and began to lap and suck on the delicious prickmeat again. His moist prick slid along her cheek and her golden tresses fell over his cockshaft in a silken curtain. Tilting her head, she licked then clamped her parted lips over his oozing pisshole again.His balls were so huge now that they looked like balloons. Bonny blew down his. It said “my brother fucking” It had an attachment that was a short video clip. The clip was of a huge black cock fucking a white pussy and the guy pumping her full of cum. When the guy pulled out his cock was limp, but still as thick as a coke can, it was covered in juice. I looked at the clip again, there was no faces showing, but I knew it was Jackie’s cunt, it was swollen, red and dripping cum.I did not mention any of this when I called her Sunday night, I gave my flight details for the.