Then she began. Washing my hair, then trimming a littlebefore she set in the rollers. As she worked we discussed hair color,and since I had mentioned ...hat I did not want to look anything like Idid right then, she suggested an auburn tint. I said yes, and sheadded the color. The things that happened to me after that were notonly different than anything I had ever experienced, but suffice it tosay that I now know how a chicken feels when its plucked. Upper lip,chin, arms, and hands were all. In my mind I tried to justify things with the thought that the girl, whoever she was, might appreciate it. Getting the benefit of two things at once. Having her own needs taken care of while she continued to provide for Julia’s. And, as it seemed apparent that Julia was not quite so straight-laced about sex as I had previously thought her to be, maybe she would get an additional kick out of knowing her partner was getting what she herself had over so many previous years. Not that my cock needed. "Hey! Stop that!" Jessie yelled embarrassed and a little surprised at howeasy it was for her to reach under his skirt."Sorry Jess, I couldn't help myself" Ashley joked. "At least you hadpanties on."A couple things though Jess. One, we have to get a different bra on youbecause I can see the straps and two you should wear a slip under yourdress. It will keep your skirt from clinging to your pantyhose." Okay, but I don't have any of those." Well you are in luck today girl!"Ashley pulled out a half. "Oh my God Rick! Oh God, it's so fucking big! Ohhh, Owww... My poor ass... it's stretched so big... Oh, fuck me... fuck me, Fuck me! Fuck me up my slut asshole Rick! Ohhhh, fuck my nasty dirty whore ass!" she moaned and cried and screamed. She began to ride him, bouncing at first, but taking longer strides as she got used to him. So much for her country club, upper-crust standards! he thought to himself. "That's it, ride that cock you fucking slut. Show me what a cock whore you really are!" he.