By this time Brad just had his orange and blue board shorts on his shirt was in the bathroom soaking due to beer being spilled all over it. I shut an... locked the door behind him and told him to lay down in bed with me. He did not know it at the time but I was about to thank him for all the help he has been to me tonight. He asked me “now that you have me in your room with the door locked what are you going to do with me?”. I told him to light a cigarette and he would find out. He did not. Kylie pulled Jonathan’s cock down to her mouth as she placed only the tip in, circling her tongue around his head. Kylie’s hand found the base of his shaft as she slowly took him deeper into her mouth. She could feel his cock pushing against the back of her throat. Jonathan closed his eyes and leaned most of his weight against the counter. Kylie synchronized her hand and head in alternating motions. Deeper and deeper she took him into her throat, she would often hold him fully within her. This was followed by a feint, strange tingle that moved from point to point across my left eyebrow and a while later I became aware of a slightly more pungent smell over that from all the other cosmetic smells in the room. After quite a while the tingling moved over to my right eyebrow after I felt Mandy moving around me. I was glad she was not the chatty archetype of women's hairdressers, for I had been dreading trying to fend off questions or imply knowledge of all things feminine, being. I reach around your body, grabbing your breasts in my hands and pulling you up to me. You turn your head and we kiss passionately, sending more blood to my cock as it pulses into you. For a long time out tongues swirl and tease and I continue to pump into you slowly and deeply, enjoying the hot and wet inviting core. We separate slightly and I twist you to me. I want to taste those breasts that I’ve been oogling in the mirror. You offer them to me immediately, the same feelings washing over.