He layed her flat and then ran the cold scissors across her skin up to her panty's and with a dangerous snip. He then proceeded to cut her excess hair...into a sexy cut that he liked and then he splashed water and spit on her Spanish cunt, she starts rocking her hips as his swishes his finger in a orgasmic whirlpool.Yeah my mocha slut have to wet this desert pussy.He slides her down on her knee's and smothers her face in his cock and she comes up and gasp for air,that is what science calls oxygen. Without stockings and in the middle of the day I should probably limit myself to lipstick, I thought, but I couldn't resist the false eyelashes. The face looking back at me in the mirror was fresh and pretty. I had always been self-conscious about the fullness of my lips--men should be thin-lipped--but now I was grateful for it. Somehow it put the finishing touch on my disguise.My hair I brushed till it shone, parted it carefully in the middle, and let it fall loose to my shoulders, abandoned. Then she falls down next to me and whispers, “I know I will.” I didn’t wake up next to Jenny, because she was already gone. She slipped out like nothing happened, and I’m kind of glad she did. In fact, I didn’t see her at all during the morning.But I did get a voice message while at work.“Hi, dad. Just want to say I’ll be spending another night at Cathy’s. She’s got this party she wants me to help out with, so I’ll probably see you over the weekend. Plus, I met her new boyfriend last night. The. Her next client was here. She left me to greet him in the lobby. My cock was still hard as diamonds. I really need to cum. A moment later, Candy returned with the next client. Or should I say clients. It was a young couple in their mid 20's. He was very athletic, good build, blonde surfer boy hair and she was a short, nerdy chubby girl with glasses and a nice pair of titties. Candy told me that Amanda had a fantasy about watching her boyfriend trade blowjobs. He looked really nervous. I was.