He flicked the long pole slightly harder sinking the large rubber phallus on the end of it half an inch deeper into her wide-open cunt, bringing anoth...r low moan from her lips. His beady, searching eyes studied the expression, half pleasure, half pain, on her face and traveled down the length of her slim, ripe body to her upturned crotch that was presented to his view so beautifully.She was holding both legs back with her straining hands, her knees pressed tightly back into her firm, rounded. The last two were no better than the first and I won! That was an easy $500 in cash. The announcer explained that I’d get another $300 if I’d take off my panties and let the audience see me stark naked. I did it – a bit embarrassing but all they could do was look. Then the announcer gave me a G-string to tie around my waist. He asked if I wanted to walk around the floor letting the customers tuck tips under the string? It was my choice but I could keep the tips. I hesitated for a minute – I. I had to tie himinto our home salon's styling chair. Oh, he was screaming and fidgeting.He was not going to have his manly hair curled like some tartish bimbo. OhNO! Each perm rod brought curses and threats. But each perm rod alsobrought him closer to my total subjugation. By the time he was totallyrolled and netted and under the dryer, his wails had subsided to slow hottears. He was so cute in his perm rods under that dryer that because I wasso proud of him I just had to take pictures and post. Standing against the wall made her feel safe and happy. She knew she wouldn’t falter as long as she leaned up against her wall of colors. Here, against the wall she told him how much she had missed him while she was away. “Where did you go?” He felt injured too. He hadn’t seen her for weeks. She hadn’t replied to any of his texts. “I went inside of myself.” She offered him her crooked smile. What could he say? It was just a matter of how she was simply taking care of herself. “I missed you.” It.