Gretchen slipped a comb through my wet hair going gentlyto work out any tangles that the shampooing might have left. Then sheseparated my hair into ...ight small sections and pinned each section outof the way with a long silver clip. Sheila and Gretchen conferred aboutthe type of perm and the setting pattern they intended to use on us.Gretchen tipped some perming solution into a glass dish then with asponge dampened the first section of my hair with it. The strong smellof the solution hit my. I was spellbound, I agree! But, I wasn’t trying to confirm how big her assets were.I was just lost. Maybe, even possessed, just like she hoped to have me. I was still a loyal brother. But, once she revealed her dimensions, I also found myself acknowledging the fact that I had guessed the size of her bust very very correctly, very very early into this.“Whatever!” was all she replied to my genuine claim.And, as she snatched her yellow colored cotton under-garment, from me, she skipped looking. I’d have had to listen to you hyperventilate about getting fat.”My sister playfully smacked her roomie, but then admitted, “You’re right.”“That explains the lite beer,” I said, and took another drink. Then I stole a joke and said, “Like making love in a canoe.”Both girls stared at me in confusion.I delivered the punch line, “It’s fucking close to water.”Holly groaned, but Jemma busted out into laughter.“Well, you could always buy what you like tomorrow, and we’ll give it a try,” Holly. You like ice cream don't you little girl?" I tried to lick more. He tasted like he smelled. The surface of his cock was still sticky with my blood. "Go ahead, suck the end of it. But don't get your teeth on there or I'll get crazy and violent," he looked at me and smiled. "You don't want me to get crazy and violent do you?" he said in a scary movie voice. I opened my mouth and took a little of his cock in. "Come on, take the whole thing in there. It's soft..