“Why did you decide to use it now?” “I have an interview tomorrow.” “Perfect reason to want to look your best. Who is your interview with?�... “Um, it’s with The Little Boutique Salon on Main St.,” I said, then blushed. I realized my interview was with a rival salon. “Ah yes, I know it well. So, I can assume we are doing your hair as well, aren’t we?” I wanted to cry. “I don’t think so.” “Then I insist Ciera do your hair as well, as my treat for your interview. Then, if you would, please come see. After some touching and flirting, she warmed up an was ready to go. The sex was better than expected. Her tight young pussy grabbed my dick like a vice-grip! I initially took my time watching all 8.5" of my inches disappearing in between her amazing round ass cheeks - going DEEP inside her tight pussy. ONce she was nice and warmed up and sufficiently stretched open, I started pounding her sweet pussy, blasting my cock into her over and over an over.I'll be honest it was very hard holding my. At first she was going to apologize, comfort her, but the sight of her daughter there kneeling, the streaks of red on her face, her begging eyes. She reached to touch her hair and suddenly her fingers entwined in the dark strands and she pulled, bending Emily's head back. Joan leaned over and hissed,"my little bitch! What did you do?!" Emily looked up scared... and saw the intensity in her mother's eyes. She mumbled. "I'm sorry, I’m sorry" but she felt and strange surge of feeling for her. “I will require that you are shaved to my liking, and I will be telling you what to wear.”“Basically, Danielle, I will require that you act as my personal property for a day.” Jack said bluntly. “Oh” Jack added, “And I will fuck your brains out for an entire day.”Danielle felt her pussy start to gush.“I have one question before we talk compensation,” Danielle started. “Of course,” Jack said motioning for her to continue. “Why me?”“That’s simple”, Jack stated. “You are the best fuck I’ve ever.