I suckled on her nipple with abandon, clamping my lips down on it and flicking my tongue over it in every way I could think of whilst not letting up o... my unrelenting assault of her pussy. Her hips bounced off my hand once, twice, a third time and then she froze. ‘Oh fuck – fuck – fuck! I’m cumming, Tom!’ Her hands shot to my head and I let go of her nipple as she guided me to her mouth and crushed it against my own. ‘Mhmmmmm!’ She moaned frantically against me as I plunged my fingers inside. .."The make out session went on for a while before Dylan started pushing Myrna's bra up over her breasts. She figured she'd put up enough resistance and didn't try to stop him. Actually, his hands felt good on her bare breasts and she loved being handled by him.After a few minutes of that, Myrna felt Dylan's hand going down the front of her jeans, but over her panties. She squeezed her legs together to keep him from touching her pussy. The colored girl knew her panties had to be damp down there. Meggi smiled. “This is what I want,” she said, moving close enough to capture the scent of him in her lungs. The smell was cleaner than she remembered from that first time in the street and she secretly wished for a repeat of the smoky smell on him from The Great Fire as it was being called. Breathing him in again, Meggi went cheek to cheek with the man who had caused her own internal fires to rage for weeks on end. His skin was sharp and prickly but she had grown to love the way his bristles. " No way," she said still staring at him as he was seated and reclinedinto the shampoo bowl. "She is going to put curlers in that guys hair?"she still watching him."Oh yeah. That's the only way to do a shampoo and set." What does his hair normally look like when they are done? I mean itwould have to look somewhat feminine wouldn't it" she asked and thengiggled at the thought."It all depends on Sally's mood. It's usually something rhetro 60's orearly 70's and alway very feminine. I've seen his.