She slips back up and down licking her tongue up his shaft paying special attention to the most sensitive part. He winces, and fights back his load bu... lets out a moan. He takes her hand and she sits up and moves to straddle him. His hot rod slid up inside her moist crevice and she winced slightly from the pain of her virgin hood. He thrust inside her more and more, his cock rubbing against her soft smooth cave. Her juices enveloping his rod making it thrust smoother. He reached up in front. ‘Thank you.’ ‘Hey, babe, I’m glad you enjoyed that. I certainly did,’ the guy said. ‘My name is Donald, by the way. Wow, what a mouth you’ve got. Not to mention those jugs.’ ‘I’m glad you like that, I mean, them, all of them,’ she said and shimmied her boobs, just a little, for all to see. ‘I’m Simone.’ That caused each of the guys to stroke his own cock more intensely in her direction, hoping she’d ‘do him’ next. As Jimmy and Consuela walked over with two huge trays of food (I hadn’t even. He opened the box.“Oh my God!” Cherry gasped. “Those are amazing,” The perfect color, the slight platform, the four and one half inch stiletto heel and the richest leather she’d ever seen or felt.How did he know? She’d shown him the paint chip, but never expected him to hit on the precise color and shoe the first time. This guy had a gift. He slipped a shoe on one foot. It fit perfectly. He slipped on the other shoe.“Please stand,” he asked.Cherry stood up and then took a few steps. The shoes. Mr. Henri began trimming and styling his long hair. Finally, with hishair soaked in a foul smelling lotion and portions wrapped in tin foil,Mr. Henri began rolling it in tight curler rods. Placed under a hairdrier for about thirty minutes, he again found himself seated while Mr.Henri worked on his hair. As Mr. Henri worked, another assistant,another rather large female with a deep voice gave him a pedicure andmanicure using extensions and a bright pink enamel nail polish.As his hair was brushed.