Marie grabbed the arms of the chair and spread her legs wider. Giving her husband full access to her soaking wet core. Andrew’s fingers began to pla... with her slit and Marie closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation. “You are so wet. It’s dripping all over my hand. Do you enjoy having your picture taken? Do you enjoy being exposed like this?” Andrew asked. “Only if you’re taking the pictures,” she said. Andrew leaned over her, covering her body and took her earlobe in between his teeth.. He could tell every time that he passed over her clit, because she gasped and her pussy made the smallest of convulsions. He swirled his tongue around and around the small button of hers, getting closer and closer, then farther and farther, repeating until she was whimpering from the teasing. His lips wrapped around it and he could see her head tilt backwards. His tongue then flitted across it, again, and again, and again. Soft moans of bliss travelled to his ears. He gave one more long lick. He had cleared his ownschedule and that of both his color girl, Sandy and Clyde, his makeupspecialist for the entire day. Laura, however, was confident that thisdegree of pampering would be unnecessary this time."Pierre, you do amazing things," Laura said exchanging pecks on eachcheek, "but I really want to try to go with what I have here." The auburn pageboy?" Pierre asked doubtfully swinging an accusingfinger towards her head."No, dear," Laura explained, pulling off the wig to reveal the. I couldn't figure out how I was going to get into and out ofthe car, walk around a shopping mall (Please! No!) and climb into and outof the stylist's chair without displaying my plastic pants! I diidn't evenwant tro consider how difficult a trip to a shoe store would be!Of course, the stylist, my grandmother's friend, knew what I was wearingunder my romper long before I carefully climbed into the stylist's chair.When Grandma brought me into the salon, the owner gave me a knowing smile,a wink.