Come into the bedroom and we’ll get started, slowly for now, OK?’ ‘OK, you’re the teacher. I’ll do whatever you say.’ ‘Good. Get your cl...thes off and start the shower, I’ll join you in a minute.’ As Ashleigh stood under the hot water, her mind was whirling. Now what have I gotten myself into, first it was lesbian sex and now we’re talking about anal sex. This is really stretching my limits. Sharon stepped into the shower and hugged Ashleigh. She began immediately washing the trembling Ashleigh. Tanya and I had the classic salon relationship. We met monthly, assumed the familiar position, then chatted like old friends about work, family, lovers. Then I forgot about her until the hair on my legs grew visible and it was time for another appointment. Even in the busy summer months, she squeezed me in before I felt desperate enough to take a tweezers to my follicles myself. And I always tipped very well."Bend your knees and spread your legs a little," Tanya said. I complied. She focused on. We weren't old enough to drive much less buy beer so she would grab us a case or two on Friday nights after football. His mom was a brunette, about maybe 32 years old, divorced and was always wearing just a bikini top and cut off jeans. Several times I saw the outline of her pussy through the material and would go home thinking about it and wishing I could see the whole thing. Anyway, one Saturday night, several of us were over there when Ken's dad called up and wanted to take him to a football. “Take my dick, you bitch. Tell me how much you want your own son’s cock, you filthy, stupid, dirty little whore. You’re a good for nothing incestuous cunt. You need dick so bad, you turned to your own, underage son for a good dicking. And you can’t get enough of it, can you, cunt?” I yelled into her ear while I fucked her with a fury I didn’t even know I had.“OH FUCK yes! Yes, I’m a whore, a good-for-nothing cum bucket. All I want to do is drink cum all day, and if it’s my son’s, that’s even.