“I must have slept awkwardly. My shoulder’s killing me. I can hardly move my right arm.” She demonstrated, wincing as she tried. I cleared my th...oat. “Would – would you like me to do a little work on that for you? I’m – I’m a trained masseur.” She looked flustered, doubtful, then grateful. “Do you think it might help? I’ve got another two classes to teach today, and I don’t know how I’ll get through them.” “I’ll do my best”, I said firmly, trying and failing to keep the eagerness out of my. Sometimes her nipples would show slightly through her blouse, which would make me want to fuck her right on the spot.Although she was curvier than most Spanish women, she was totally fuckable in my eyes. I could’ve sat and dreamt about her luscious body all day but I needed a cigarette, so I asked to be excused. When I got to the washroom, I went into the stall and sat down. As I day dreamed about screwing my Spanish teacher right up the ass, bent over my desk with everyone watching, my cock. The dinning area was just the island in the kitchen, Robby had gotten this house as a cheap temporary place for himself, and then I got thrown into the mix, and that had made living here a lot less comfortable. I again felt horrible, I must be a huge burden on Robby. I looked over towards him, and promised myself that I would take as much stress off of him as I could, in whatever way I could. he was busy cooking, something he hadn't done until I had moved in, and even then, he wasn't very good. My only clothing is the cloth around my neck and the towel that I’m sitting on. All three girls are stark naked. I see the redhead giving the blonde a crew cut with my clippers. The blonde is saying that I left it a little too long. The brunette is right behind me and with a tongue in my ear says, “Now it’s your turn, darling,” and she begins to cut my hair, really doing a great job too. Next the brunette tilts the chair all the way back so that my head is just level with her cunny, all smooth.