It felt so good to have her do it...it was like a great massage for my scalp. Then it was over to the chair in front of the mirror. She first combed...out my hair, continuously remarking about how she had never seen a young boy with such beautiful hair. As she took out her scissors, I screamed "Please, don't cut my hair!". Debby comforted me by putting both hands on my shoulders and said "Don't worry, sweety, I'm only going to trim your ends and your bangs, okay? I wouldn't want to cut off. " She knew the words meant next to nothing now. He corrected her, "You're a horny slut who likes this dick, dick, dick!" Each time he said dick he slammed his massive tool deep into her, banging his helmet against her cervix. She didn't stop him either, she just grits her teeth and screwed up her face in revulsion. It was clear the rings were winning. She liked it. She wanted it and she wanted more! No! She mustn't give in to the orange ring's greed, nor the lust of the pink ring! But it was. The more we talked the more control I gained over my nerves. He asked me if I was tired. I said no.I went to the bathroom to freshen up a bit and to check my phone to make sure my husband hadn't called. With a sigh of relief mixed with disappointment, he hadn't. When I came out of the bathroom he asked me to come and stand by him. I did. As I stood there he sat up on the edge of the bed and admired my thick light brown legs. (I was wearing a brown skirt that reached mid thigh and a colorful. She looked up at Melissa, who was looking down at her and she knew that it was time again to play.This time it was Melissa's turn to be fucked. We were all awake now and Melissa was now in the middle as we lay in bed. Sarah picked up the strap-on from the floor and she put it on but she wasn't to use it straight away and she then tossed me the lube that Melissa had thoughtfully supplied and I began to lube myself up as Melissa lay onto her back while Sarah began to kiss at her face and neck.