When she showed some signs of accepting I became bolder and hugged her, I caressed her and touched her hairs. Then I kissed her slowly on the cheeks a...d then her lips. She replied with a fervent kiss. We kissed for a long time, I kissed her lips, her tongue and started touching her boobs. She is a very fair skinned woman with big hips, ass, and thighs. But her boobs were not so big yet the nipples were big. I started touching her boobs and started taking off her clothes, and then I took off her. I groaned. I was about to text back when I heard: "Hey!"I jumped up nervously almost dropping my phone. "Jesus Christ!" I gasped.Gary laughed. "Oops sorry. Didn't mean to scare you."I nervously put my phone up in my purse. "Hey Gary," I said quietly."Who were you taking to?" He asked suspiciously."Just a friend," I lied.He eyed me for a moment. "Oh. A friend huh?"I sighed. "Yes a friend. So how have you been?" Miserable." He looked at me and reached over to softly touch my arm. "I miss hanging. I sat down, turned to Eric, pulled back his foreskin, and sucked the bulbous head before taking the shaft deep in my mouth. Chris had emptied his condom on me too. While I alternated between the two members, trying my best to get them really hard again, my tits were played with. My nipples, stiff, were caressed, squeezed, and, lucky me, pulled. I loved the devotion. The areolas were swollen again, and every single touch turned me on. I continued to suck, alternating, deep throating, paying. When the woman owner of the salon came out she greeted Mary with a broadsmile."Are you satisfied with the results?" she asked."No doubt I will be once he's done," Mary replied, a little puzzled."You don't think your maid here is ready?" the smiling owner asked her.Mary suddenly looked up at the maid that had brought her coffee and wasshocked to finally make out that it was her husband. No one would haverecognised him, up to and including his own mother.His face was well, she realised, actually.