I wonder what it would be like with him inside of me, or him cumming onto my erect tits. Orgasm after orgasm, him just pleasing me, toying with me. Wh...never I'm alone at home, all by myself - unless you count the toys - I just lie on my bed, take out my Magic Wand (who I call Mr. Magic) and just let it waver on my clit. My wet clit. I let it vibrate on my tits, slowly making the nipples erect; I squeeze on them, a sudden release of pain. I slowly fondle it around my pussy, slowly making it red. I thinkwe can call this area done, lets go to the salon. I know several of youhave been there..."She leads off and again we file along behind her, round the corridors tothe large pink area that denotes the salon. There's a bored receptionistchewing bubble gum looking away from us as we enter. She glances round,and sneers at us, then gasps as she sees mistress Thorne and the bubblebursts over her face."H.. hello Mistress Thorne.." she stammers wiping the gum off her face."You were expecting us?". I looked towards the back corner and saw Lindsay's head sticking out from the bathroom door. Her hair was wet and all I could see was her naked shoulders sticking out from the door frame. "Do you want to go out with me tonight? I have to go to the Art Museum for class and thought that maybe we could get some dinner after. I think we both have a few things to talk about with each other." said Lindsay. Although i was listening my mind was wandering to the same thought I had been jerking off to. I frowned. “What's wrong?” I reached out to touch her hand. She was so soft. A warm thrill filled me. “Do you want me all to yourself?”Angela didn't answer. She took a sip of her wine and let her gaze pass over the room. She froze, and a soft smile spread on her lips. “Well, there are a few nice sights over there,” she purred.I looked in the direction of Angela's gaze. A blonde serving maid laughed as a roguish man fondled her bottom. I frowned at that, but the woman didn't seem to be mind..