I shudder at the sudden pleasure, being inside her… holding her head against mine, her wings completely surround us both. Like a million fingers tou...hing me at once. Sounds of moans but more like singing come from her mouth and through tender lips. I worry with each movement I make of hurting her, but she reassures me I won’t. I can her all of her thoughts and see all the things she wants to do with me in her head. Rubbing our cheeks together with each thrust, I hear her singing grow louder. I was getting my hair done in a BeautyShop. The magazine racks were filled with copies of Woman's Day, Vogue,and Cosmopolitan. Not a Sports Illustrated or Field and Stream in sight.This was an exclusively feminine place, and I was, for the moment, thecenter of attention. Women came here to look more feminine, beautiful,and attractive to men. I was here for...the same reason. As my eyeswandered over the shelves of beauty products, the hair dryers, and theflowery decor, I felt a strange. "Now go ahead and dance, while we girlstalk! Have a nice time!" As they moved of, the mothers beamed asClaire slipped into the booth besides Janet. There was a littlehesitation before Timmy put his hand on Lucas shoulder and was led around for a slow dance, as they began to talk. Anothermother/'daughter' couple came by, one they didn't know and introduced,and Frankie, at his mother's silent urging, reluctantly askedthe shy teenage 'gyrl' to dance, and the three luscious mothers looked with. Your eyes are sensitive, your nipples hard and erect, your skin flushed with excitement. Your hair is mussed, but it only accentuates your sensuality. Turning, you find Jasmine presenting you with the bag of clothes. You pull out the leather outfit, stripping out of your clothes and tossing them in the trash. Naked, except for the stockings, you look at yourself in the mirror. Your lips are swollen, your clit jutting out and eager, the cool air of the room feeling like electricity buzzing.