"We parked in a parking lot and walked to the salon. I was expecting amall or something, but this was a house in a residential area convertedinto a sa...lon and spa."I'm sensing a bit of nervousness," Jena said. "It will be okay."We walked in and Jena stepped up to the counter. "We have appointmentsfor Stephanie and Jena."I thought I was just getting my hair cut?" No, ma'am," the young hostess said. "You have a luxury package."Another woman took Jena's hand and led her away.Jena kissed and told me. In the position they were in it was easy for Raymond to play with Carlo’s cock and I enjoyed watching him as I sat astride Carlo’s face letting him probe every part of my luscious cunt with his gloriously long tongue. He spread my bum cheeks wide apart and ran his tongue all the way from my clit to my asshole pausing only to suck on my swollen labia and dip the tip into my wet warm holes. The sensation was turning me inside out and as he flicked my clit I felt another orgasm ripple through me.. .” As Greg watched in utterhorror, Mishi blew her nose in his masterpiece of loveand devotion, filling it with huge gobs of nasal slimeand greenish-brown snots dripping with yellow mucus.“M-Mi-My…!” Greg struggled to articulate his horrorand shock, but to no avail.“fllththhth” Mishi finished blowing her nose in thethoroughly soaked wad of toilet paper, “Jesus, it’s sodusty in here! You really should keep this placecleaner, Greggie-Poo! I’ll. Yet, we do not celebrate Valentine’s Day anymore and have not celebrated Valentine’s Day in years. We no longer waste our money on flowers, jewelry, perfume, cologne, candy, or even Valentine’s Day cards. We know we love one another and do not need any commercialized gimmick to prove that. It is a given. We both know by our actions that we have the real deal, and our relationship is built upon a mutual foundation of respect, trust, and caring that will last until we die. Now, our Valentine’s.