I kicked into shy mode again, listening but saying little. The day wore on, the meat was placed on the fire, more beers were opened and I began to loo...en up. In true South African style at a braai (barbecue), the men hang around the fire watching the meat, sharing their limited culinary knowledge on how best to cook meat over coals, while the women did their thing separately, everyone usually gets back together once the meat is suitably charred. On this particular day, the women chose to all. I stroked him over and over while sucking his big head. My head went up and down methodically on his dick and sucking as I did it.He said slow down, I don’t want to cum yet. Suck my balls, please and keep stroking my dick.He said please so I had to do as he wished. Nolan should have come home. A sensuous girl needs dick. So, I was ready to oblige and licked his balls and sucked each one in my mouth and then I took bothof them into my warm mouth and he gasped. I whispered can I blow you some. Let's the professional here tamper…I mean pamper you, and give you a dazzling makeover." Dirt E. Douche brought the family to the salon room hallway, there were several rooms across the hall. Douche said that those were private rooms.A room for each guest, this salon deserved its reputation for a high-class establishment. Lisa was quite surprised by the private rooms, but her attention quickly shifted to another matter that challenged her view on the salon once again.Three female staff in. The blood that descends from our ancestors, who once were like you. Yet you forget because now we look like we do because of your very society that put us here.We have no meaning to your peaceful society. That very society that started the program. The very society that decided that any person living on the street was to have no rights at all. We either had a choice of being shot on sight or being lead to a cryogenic freezing faculty. My fate would be to be sent to one of these places. My name.