‘Lemme wash your hair.’ Having Philip as a lover and a master was the best gift life could give her. However, having Ai be lovingly attentive was ...n unexpected bonus. Like being told she was the millionth shopper at Coach and the prize wasn’t just a gift card but all the handbags she could carry. Ai was a delight as she worked her fingers on Mei’s scalp and through her hair. The way she scrunched it up, lathered it and slowly massaged her temples felt wonderfully affectionate. She felt her. I could tell Deb had been sucking it because it tasted like kissing her even though it was getting wet from the hot tub as well. My hair pulled back as he gathered it, and I could feel Deb stand up behind me, and slide her finger tips down my back and over my ass. As the head of my brothers cock ran across the roof of my mouth and edged to the back of my throat, I felt Deb’s wet fingers push between my cheeks and just nuzzle at my snatch. As I reached up and grabbed his balls gently, and he. You felt so exhilarated. This is the best present Mary could have given you. As the slogan of the club states: “Coffin Club, we’ll make your night last forever.” And what other night you’d want to last forever but you’re bachelorette party night.The Limo stops in front of the Club. The building used to be a factory of some sort, a couple of powerful spotlights illuminate the large red C on the façade. At the entrance two massive bouncers block the way. A young couple dressed in black and white. Her dirty little whore, her slut, her fuck doll, but afterwards, it was always ‘baby’.) “Why do I keep coming back to you? Anyone finds out, my career is toast.”“Because your husband doesn’t let you do this, Abby.” Wincing softly, I rolled away from her so that she could get a good look at my ass. It was bright red from the paddling she’d given me. I could still feel the heat in my tender flesh spreading down my thighs and translating in my pussy as pleasure as I did my best to point at my.