Hayley had never been into makeup, but Jim insisted that makeup made the woman so she had been required to learn how to do it! Obviously she was not a...are that it was Jim's demand -- as far as she knew Ant just liked it as part of the façade for their new found fun. She had sought advice from the girls at work, many of whom looked like clowns as far as she was concerned but she got to grips with the tips and tricks, bought makeup of her own and could now plaster it on like any red light area. Her hands pushed his face away, her hips raised from the mattress. Her hands gripped her breasts over her bra. Her hips were shaking. Her feet pressed on the bed, knees bent, hips raised, and her pussy squirted.“OH FUCK! OH FUCK. MAMMA IS CUMMING.”The bed and the floor were wet from her squirts. For the next few minutes, he looked on, her body wriggled on the bed. She was breathing heavily and shaking uncontrollably. His lips were wet with her pussy juices. He sat at the edge of the bed waiting. ‘I need to be your BFF and stand by you while you get pampered today. I got it!’ Cassie rolled her eyes. ‘No. Not that. You will see, but I’m warning you… you have to be a trouper today, OK?’ Reema responded with a hesitant nod, ‘Uh… Sure?’ Other than that, she decided not to give Cassie’s request too much thought. Focusing on the new age music floating around the salon, she briefly fell asleep. Cassie’s voice interrupted her a short time later. ‘Wakey, Wakey!’ Reema looked down and. Finally after an unknown amount of orgasms, relief came in the form of an orgasm even greater than the first one. Ami screamed at the top of her lungs as her whole body rippled with release. A witness to her actions would have described her as possessed, her body undulating like a snake. Maybe she was. When she was finished, she was covered in sweat and was breathing as if she had just run a four minute mile. She covered herself with the bed sheet and immediately fell asleep as the clock pushed.