She took care of her hair very much after knowing I had a hair fetish. I would massage her head with warm oil on weekends when I had holidays.Her long...hair would be dripping with oil after the oiling session. I used to help her wash, dry her hair, and comb it for her. My mobile is now full of her long hair pics from each weekend. There were even pics of me cumming on her long hair and our many steamy hair jobs. Gayatri also loved the weekends because she enjoyed herself like a queen that day.. She was begging for me to fill up her pussy with cum. I asked her if she had wanted Harish to fuck her and she told me no because she had me to take care of her needs. I could no longer hold out and filled her pussy deep inside. Normally Renu went to the bath room to clean up but not this time. She lay down and told me to fuck her again. My dick sprung back to life and I pushed my dick back inside her hot cum filled pussy. Renu was going wild tonight doing and saying things she would not. ” Then we quickly got into Kay’s car and arrived at Ann’s woodworking shop. On the way over there, I apologized again to Kay, but she didn’t say a word. Once we arrived at Ann’s shop, she was waiting for us at the front door of the shop. As Ann locked the door and put out the “Closed” sign, Ann said, “You are ten minutes late. I was wondering if you forgot about this appointment. Go to the back room. Two women are waiting for the demonstration.” “Clyde made us late and I told him he deserves a. Now I knew that whatever else it was, it was my initiation into my own sexual self. Regardless of who they were initiating, I was being initiated into an understanding of the tingling tightness of my breasts, the inviting, pulsing warmth between my legs. At last, I would truly understand. I pressed my legs together, but it wasn’t enough. I slipped my hands under my skirt and pressed my fingers sympathetically over my clit but it didn’t help as I had hoped, it just escalated my need. I became.