Her hubby was working in the gulf & she did not have any kids, I used to sleep on the same bed as hers.My sis used to wear revealing clothes that used...to make me horny & I would masturbate atleast 3 times n a day.The colony my sis lived had female scavengers that would come to wash the toilets every morning this female was barely 18 yrs gujrati & was abso;lutely luscious babe.She used to walk in a very seducing manner & always had a wry smile.I plan to screw this babe & accordingly the next. I could feel her legs trembling and pussy flowing freely as she slumped into her orgasm. I let loose shortly after Sarah.“OK,” Kat said, bringing us out of our reverie. “Time for stockings.” She handed Sarah a garter and asked her to put it on and then led Sarah to a chair. Sarah slumped into the chair, still coming off her orgasm. Kat came back with a pair of black sheer stockings. “I don’t like thigh-highs,” she explained “I like stockings that reach right up to the top of the leg. Sarah,. I motioned to Tracy to set up another shot, but this time it was for me. I pushed Steve on the bar and made him lay down. I unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his muscular chest and chiseled abs. I started licking from the waistband of his boxers to just below his belly button, then sprinkled the salt on him. I pushed his head into the bar and put the lemon in his mouth as I straddled him. Tracy poured the tequila in his navel and winked at me. Crawling up his legs on the bar I licked the salt line. ====================================Hair Salon Museby WandaI'm not sure why I went into the hair salon that day but it became a turning point in my life.The sign said, Hair Cuts, Men $6 - Women $8 - Children $5.That seemed like a good deal so I went in and waited for an open chair.The magazines were an odd mix, Seventeen and Field and Stream, Modern Woman and GQ.The hair stylist who called me to her chair was named Bonnie.I said that's a pretty name, she said, that's what it means,.