This was Karen? She seemed taller, more powerful now,than she had throughout our marriage. Now, it was her marriage. She wastaking control."I've throw... your male clothes out, pussy," she said. "You're a sissy.Face it. Get used to it. All your friends know. Your family knows. I'vetold most of them you're bi-sexual and not to be alarmed if you have guysover." But I never..." But I have you on my cellphone begging me to let you suck Allen's cock,remember? Crying like a fucking little girl because. One of those log nipples grazed my chin. I caught it in my mouth and sealed my lips around it."Suck it hard," she said. "Bite it. Bite it."I dialed up the pressure between my teeth, and her little tit swelled beneath my palette. I was afraid of hurting her, afraid she'd squeal and push me away. But she only demanded more."Bite it harder, you little shit! Fuck God yeah!"My dick was back at full extension. She gave it an exploratory squeeze, and, satisfied I was ready to go back to work, bucked. My cum would explode into her. The pleasure would fire out of my cock. I groaned, pumping away harder. Faster. I buried my futa-dick into her pussy.“Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Kendall. “Oh, my god. That’s it! That’s so fucking good! I’m going to ... Oh, god, I’m going to explode!”“Good,” I cooed. I stared down at her with such hunger. “I want that. Just explode. Let your passion burst out of you.”“Uh-huh!” she groaned. “Just going to burst out of me. Mmm, that’s just the best. What I need, Mildred!. When the room lightsflashed, signaling lights out, Billie scooted on top of me and gave melong kiss (with tongue).The next morning, a Matron entered our room right after our room lightscame on and told us to dress in our pink smocks, belt, pantyhose andpink walkers and report to the Salon after breakfast. We spent thenext four days working in the Salon mostly sweeping floors and learningabout hair; shampoos, rinses, conditioners, tints, etcetera.Apparently, there is no laying about at New.