It was for stylists and described how to cut different women's hair styles. I opened to the page I had marked earlier and found the picture of a woma... with large flowing curls. I skipped the cutting section and went right to the curling instructions. My hair wasn't the same so I had to improvise a bit. I had a set of rollers and used the largest ones I had to try and match the effect. It took me several tries to get it right and when I was satisfied, I applied the setting lotion. Nothing. She said, “Damn it’s been a long time since somebody’s filled me up like that!”. Although I enjoyed the compliment, I never replied. I just pulled back my hips and gave her one hard thrust as deep as I could go. Her head reared back and she let out an “Ah” with her eyes closed. I repeated the same motion a few times before pulling most of the way out and fucking her steadily at the entrance of her pussy. I could hear the sound of her wetness and looked down to see my cock glistening from her. They walked quickly to his table and he looked up. Then fear crossed his face."You are going to invite us to sit down?" asked Tom pleasantly though the menace in his tone also shone through."I've not a lot of choice have I?" he grumbled. "Hello Mike."Mike nodded to him. Dylan did not introduce the woman who looked relaxed until Mike began to speak."Now Dylan," Mike said calmly. "You owe me a lot of money." I'm paying you off," Dylan interrupted. Mike frowned."Not very quickly, it was a bridging. To the side of the table a pole stood erect with a red enema bag dangling from a hook. Amy swallowed hard thinking about what horror would be inflicted on her when Emily and the girls returned.It seemed like hours before Amy heard the door open and footsteps coming down the wooden steps. Emily and all five girls approached her, forming a half circle around her.?Put some duct tape over her mouth, I don’t want to hear the slut scream?not yet anyway,? Emily remarked as she wandered over to the.