"Good. Now, take Mrs. Cole's coat, help her into a cape and bring herover to my station".I walked back to reception and curtseyed deeply to Mrs. Cole,...rememberingto lift both my skirt and petticoats above my waist. "May I take your coat Madame" I offered.I took the customer's coat and then helped her into one of the salon'sshiny latex capes, before leading her over to Aunty Jane's styling chair.As she started to work on her client's hair I suddenly felt a hand on mythigh. I glanced down and saw. Aunty started to play videos and asked me to sit beside her, I went with a fraction of seconds now my fear went of and thinking how to start, in that video couple having sex and that man lifting saree and revealing lady thighs. Aunty placed her hand on my thigh and caressing slowly, I got courage and put my hand on her shoulder from her back.She smiled now I got full power and started caressing her back, she wore black saree with flowers and yellow blouse, she kept mobile aside and closed her. Jack had every last bit of his heavy, nine-inch, cucumber-thick wang imbedded within Felicity's one-hundred-pound frame. Adrian thought she looked like a squealing piglet impaled on a fence post.The boys were all laughing, the girl was crying, and Jack was taunting, "What's the matter, Punkin'? Does your little pussy hurt? Is my cock too big for you? Or is it that you just don't want to have my baby? That hurts my feelings. I think I'll just fuck a set of twins in your tiny little cunt -- one. Where had allthose people come from? And why did they have to stop here instead ofsomewhere else? Was it possible for him to feel any more like a foolthan he did just then? But then he remembered... he hadn't even starteddancing yet.Mel raised his hand up high in the air, which got everyone's attention.While the performer had a nice music system, she didn't see amicrophone anywhere around, so she spoke as loudly as she could."Ladies and Gentlemen. We'd like to present for your.