Suddenly I noticed this great opportunity...Help Wanted. Blonde Bombshell Massage Parlor. Must Be Experienced.My dream job. I can't think of anyone mo...e experienced than me. The only problem was the blonde part. Well, I always wondered what I'd look like as a blonde so why not find out?"What did you do, Claudette?"Katie R gets so excited. It's not like I couldn't dye my hair some other color if I wanted to change things around. I know how to do some stuff."Don't you like me as a blonde. She was around 31 years but did not look more than a 25 year lady who may look as a newly married gal to someone who looks her for the first time.. Initially i was not talking to her much.. But as the days passed.. She became close to our family and also with me.. I liked spending more time playing with her k** and watch her sexy moves and glances of her curves.. She had got a nice pair of milky boobs, and a sexy ass which any guy can die for.. As days passed, devil inside me started provoking. I made clothes as a hobby and had a male and a female manikin. I carried the male to the side of my bed and dressed it in a pair of baggy joggers that my husband rarely wore. Then, taking the cock, I stuck the suction cup to its groin and pulled up the joggers. What a sight: a naked muscled torso and a huge bulge in his pants. My imagination went into overdrive as I sat on the bed in front of him, running a hand over his stomach and down onto the concealed length. Being able to feel his cock. But he looked at me like I was a second Helen of Troy, His eyes alone made my nipples stand up like hard peanuts, which he sucked. Then he poured some honey on them (where had that come from?) warmed to body heat it flowed over the nipples and down the breast towards my stomach. His tongue eagerly licked up the flows and then transferred the taste to my mouth. I can't even smell honey now without starting to get damp in my pants. One flow he allowed to continue past my stomach into my bush. I.