"You like?" she asked, twirling in place just for full effect."What's not to like? Have I been missing this kind of 'after hours' service all these ye...ars?" I offered jokingly, trying to keep from leaping from my seat and attacking her right on the spot."Maybe," she responded. "Let's just have a little fun with it, OK?" And with that she went to work. My cock was nearly bursting at this point, but Babs managed to put on her business face and began to cut my hair. It was maybe more caring and. Obviously not.I've spent the past few days sobbing about it. I haven't told Derek about it yet, because I know that if I do, I'll start crying. But I need to tell him so bad. I need comfort. 'I'll do it after work,' I thought to myself.I couldn't stop myself from crying at work. My boss asked if I wanted the rest of the day off. I complied. After work I went home and decided that I should go for a run. I got my clothes together and did just that.I couldn't stop crying while running either. I. . Then one guy started to finger her and lick, the other thought for a second, and then came to me, while the other two were caressing her and masturbating. ''Dude... We have a 22 years old friend who's a virgin here... He's that fatty there.. I just wondered... We're actually celebrating his birthday today and do you think you mum could give him some special attention... I mean, i really don't want to ask too much, just...''. In few minutes, we were singing happy birthday, and he had my mom in. He was again looking at my cleavage, and I didn’t know how to react to it. “You dad is seeing someone?” I asked. “Yes, some woman named Riley,” Scott replied, “And you? You didn’t marry again?” “No,” I replied. After a cup of coffee with me, Scott left to meet the photographer that he was going to assist. He came back a little late in the evening. I was watching T.V, but turned it off when Scott came in. He told me that he had to start working from today that’s why he got late. I served him.