I wiped my self down with a hand full of tissues and set off in search of my sex slave, finding her sitting at the table eating honey on toast and smi...king.“Enjoy your morning, treat?” she chuckled.“It doesn’t count if I’m asleep.” “You never said that,” “Way wrong answer, loose the pants,” I said.Clare sighed and rolled her eyes before standing up and sliding off her tracksuit pants, giving me yet another look at her gorgeous long legs. “Bend over and grab the table,” I ordered. As she did. .........Clare felt softer, smoother, fitter than I had ever noticed before and she smelt great! You were laying on your back when I gently rolled between your legs, taking my weight on my elbows I felt your hand snake between our bodies and clasp my swollen cock. I pulled back until my lips were just touching yours, my tongue lightly tracing the outline of your lips, our breath intermingling. We both moaned into each others mouth as you slowly drew my cock along the soft wet lips of your sex.. So I'm going to give you a makeover, huh? Well, you have a cute face(though not a girly one!). Since you're not into Rocky, I'll have tothink of another reason to make you feminine...You know I mentioned how I was thinking of applying to work at a beautysalon? Well, you have to have some sort of project in order to get hired(at least for the sake of this story). Let's say I ask you to help, andyou agree, not knowing what I had in store.Then, when I present my project to the bosses, I introduce. One mother, who had disrobed completely, stepped over, lifted my t-shirt up, and over my head, as the small hands continued fondling my breasts pulled my face into her cleavage, holding me close. I felt my shorts tugged down around my ankles revealing my trimmed landing-strip pubic mound and the small fingers begin to explore my pussy. All around me, I saw the naked bodies of mothers and daughters, entwined in embraces, mouths on breasts and pussies, roving hands fondling each other. I felt a.