"Uh I only cut Men's hair," said the barber."Just do it. A men's regular. Like this," she grunted as she pointedto a picture of a guy with short-cro...pped, spiked hair."Whatever you say!" he replied.Linda left the barber feeling amazing, and looking more like a man thana woman. She decided it was finally time to go home, as Mark should begetting the dinner on the table soon. When she arrived, Linda foundMark in the Kitchen rolling what looked to be meat balls in his, nowpetite, hands. He was. After that we all practiced, the girls being the center, of course. some of the guys would put their palm up letting the football slam into the back of their hand. And of course many of the guys just blatantly rub the pussy that is in front of them. Because I have the fattest pussy of any of the girls their, I got practiced with a lot. I think next week is wrestling, that's always fun to. In the cafeteria Bridget and I were eating a couple of bologna sandwiches listening to the sob story. Your cock is released from its constraints and forcefully flips upwards against my chin, and then bounces up to the side of my face. Pulling back, I kiss the tip of your cock once, drawing in a string of clear come, and then I fasten my lips around the taught head and suck in hard, literally pulling my lips down the long shaft. Bit by bit, I am drawn down toward your thick pubic hair. I feel the bumps and ridges of veins with my tightly puckered lips as I let my gaze rise up over your hard. " You're the best wife when you're my wife. And you're the best husband when you're my husband. You're the best of everything, and I love you more than anything," Allie tells her.Their conversation goes like that as they eat breakfast and Jill kisses her husband goodbye before he leaves for work. She's almost jumping up and down with joy as she takes her shower and cleans the kitchen. She doesn't know what's gotten into her, but she knows she loves it.She grabs her diary, sits down at the.