Jolene. Another of my cunt-licking strip poker buddies. Unfortunately, when I get there I discover that she's not home either.I am really feeling low ...nd still pissed off, right now. Plus, I've got a bottle of wine and nobody to share it with. I also remember that I still have Henrietta's car, so I decide to return it to Sam and explain that his wife won't be back until sometime after 1 AM. After pulling her car into her driveway, I hear more sounds from his garage. I go and check out the. Finally I had to admit defeat. “I need to rinse your hair now so hold your head back and close your eyes.”As Mel complied, I unhooked the shower-head and turned up the water and soon the pathetic attempt at a lather was being rinsed down the drain. I reset the water and rehooked-up the shower-head, then squeezed a lot more shampoo into my palm. Fortunately this time it built up a nice, soft lather and I could feel Mel’s hair giving up its deep-seated grime.Meanwhile Mel was satisfied with her. She liked this implement. It was one of those American-style school paddles with holes in it. Katherine tapped it gently against the palm of her right hand and waited for Ellie Mitchell to re-gather her composure. “Right, young lady. I want you to bend over the dining table and stretch right over – stick your bottom right in the air.” She commanded quietly. Ellie said nothing but walked over to the table, moving a chair out of the way before stretching right over the expensive oak table. Soon. After a few seconds he slides his dick into her ands starts to pump her slowly at first then faster and harder. She’s moaning and I’m getting turned on. She reaches out her hand to me, very dainty with red painted nails and rings on almost all her fingers. She squeezes my hand so I figure she telling me it’sokay to do something to her. So I move down on the bed to watch him slide in and out of her and then I put my hand between them so each time he pumps in her they can feel my hand rubbing his.