"He barely got the words out of his mouth before the woman smacked him on the side of his head with her purse."You idiot" she screamed, "I was almost ...here, he almost had me off." But I heard you; you said 'don't' and then I heard you say 'please don't." What I said you fucking shit head was "Don't stop, please don't stop." Now you untie my husband and his brothers right this minute before I smack you in the head again."Peter was shaking his head and as he swung away from the parking the woman. "So are you looking for anew style to freshen things up a bit?" Ya... more or less," Brenda replied."Well, we offer a wide range of services here - for women and men, I mightadd. I'm sure we can delight you," Bri said."You do more than styling and spa treatments?" Oh, yes," Bri said. "Much more. Almost all of our stylists havetraining beyond cosmetology - physical therapy, psychotherapy... We areeven equipped and licensed for many forms of cosmetic surgery." Wow!" Brenda said. "I'm just. And it was utterly amazing. It’s what my first time should have been. If I’d done it with you that first time, I would never have gone to see Mr. Dixon and I never would have been raped.”“Do NOT blame yourself for that!” I said firmly. “You were fourteen and he was a married teacher. He should have known better than to get involved in the first place, and even if I apply my own standards on age difference, he didn’t have consent. And that puts it solely on him.”She sighed, “I know. But still,. I began pushing their legs apart and kissing my way up towards their pussies. I could smell their aroma now and it drove me wild. When I got to their crotch’s I could only reach Laura’s dark, hairy bush with my tongue. I licked up the open lips of her vagina, across her asshole and didn’t stop until I got to the small of her back. As their legs went wider and Laura moved up a bit from my oral ministrations, I was able to reach my wife’s delicate but leaking pussy and give her the same.