”“O-kay,” Deborah said, click-clacking her midnight platforms behind Mr. Williams. A visor connected to thick cables sat on Johnny’s table. Of... to the side was a sleek console and black-screened monitor.“This is the latest version,” Mr. Williams said, presenting the visor like a prize pig. “Would you be the first user?”Aesthetically, the visor fell far short of blue-ribbon, primarily comprising jagged edges and sharp corners attached to uninviting wires.“Uh...” Deborah said. She folded her bare. The woman on the bed said Please don't hurt my husband besides she invited us. Why did she have to say that, DAMN, DAMN, DAMN! I felt like the world biggest moron, married to a slut. Could my day get any worse?As we all stood there, I asked the guys wife, was the whore any good? She said, yes, and she has been getting better each time we fuck. That was news to me, my soon to be ex wife was a carpet munched.I looked at the lover's wife and said, thanks for that. At least you're honest enough to. ’At that point Luis was aggressively fucking my mouth and his big, hairy balls were slapping against my throat on every stroke. In just a couple of more minutes he quickened his strokes and said, “Fuck yeah, Coach, suck my cock and get ready for my big cum load.”Just then I felt his thick cock expand even more in my mouth, and begin to throb as his big load of teen cum came flooding in. I kept sucking and swallowing until his cock was softening. Then he pulled away and slapped my face with his. The dryer was lowered into place andturned on. I was left to another period of solitude.When the dryer was lifted a second time, I heard Linda say that I wasdone. However, while they did my manicure, the gag and the perm capwould remain in place. I mumbled into my gag that I under stood. AsI sat there, I felt my arms being untied. Two of the stylists weregoing to do my manicure. I had both hands immersed in the solutionand then two pairs of skillful hands began to clean the cuticles.