”“I didn’t know that,” I said right before kissing her.“You didn’t ask,” she said between smooches.”“I guess I didn’t,” I said l...ughing.“This wasn’t your first time was it?” she asked.“Nope,” I said.“I knew it,” she said gleefully. “I knew there was something different about you.”“How could you tell?” I asked.“You didn’t fuck like this was your first time,” she said. “You pleased me before pleasing yourself. Most of the guys I’ve been with just stick it in right away or want a blowjob. My barber’s name is Narendar and he is aged around 25 years and he is brownish in color and medium built with above average features. Seeing his regular customer he invited me inside even though it was late and closed the doors so that no other person should enter seeing the saloon open.He opened my shirt buttons to cover me with apron, I observed that his fingers were grazing on my nipples which are visible from my light textured shirt while covering me with apron. He started his hair cut as. My whore-daughter swirled her tongue around it, using the lessons I taught her on cock-sucking to pleasure my fat nub. I undulated my hips, working my skirt down off my ass. I rose, pushing it down my thighs then shifted to work it off my kneeling legs. Then I hooked the waistband of my panties, pushing them down, exposing my soaked, black bush to my son's hungry gaze.“As you can see, my son,” I groaned, loving my baby boy staring at my pussy, “I am not shaved like a whore. A proper woman lets. We kissed and I slipped my hand between her legs to find her extremely wet. “He left you a bit horny I see” I stated. “You think?” she replied, now grinding on my hand. Now the devil in me was working overtime. “Why are you so horny? What did you two talk about?” I asked.“He kept telling me that I’m hot. He was saying that I have a nice ass and gorgeous tits” she panted as I was still touching her. “Go on” I said. “Well he said that, and told me that he’d love to get me alone. I asked him why.