I have the private suite all ready and Bethany is your therapist this morning. Thanks Kim lets go Marge. Ali led Marjorie down the length of the salon...between all the stations. Young women working on young women cutting, colouring, highlighting and styling hair. Polishing nails giving facials. Not the kind of salon that Marjorie frequented. Tonys Hairdressers back in the village mostly did blue rinses, set and blow dry on a clientele that was predominately pension age. This was foreign. I put my lips on her pussy and sucked her panties into my mouth. Amy let out a sigh. I looked up at her and flicked my tongue at her and she knew what was next. I slowly removed her thong, getting my first look at her shaven pussy, it glistened from her juices and I leaned in and inhaled her smell, it was intoxicating. I began to kiss the inside of her thigh, making my way to her wet hole. I extended my tongue and ran it up and down the length of her slit. Amy let out a soft moan. I continued. Her heel caught on one of the fallen pieces of rock and gravity did its job, dragging her to the floor she was all too familiar with now. When she looked up from the shelter of her forearm, dust clouded the air and she could barely make out her saviour’s silhouette shadowing the faded light that came from behind him. Except it didn’t take on the shape she remembered. Instead, what seemed to be bat wings rose from his back and she could swear the long curving shapes atop his head were horns. Red. He voted to delay the guys comingso he could watch the girl's tits swing as they bounced her between theirtwo cocks.She was gagging on the one in her mouth instead of talking the full length.As usual, he voted not to suppress her gag reflex. He zoomed in to find theother guy's cock was in her cunt, not her ass, leaned back in his chair andunzipped himself. He came at about the same time as the slut's secondorgasm then pulled up his email to find the letter he had been dreaming of.It was from.