This fitted her plan perfectly. A couple of days later, off Melvin, went for his three weeks away. She dropped him at the airport then drove down town...to visit ‘the pussy salon’ and to make up her mind if they were all they said they were. She parked in a side street and walked the last quarter of a mile still wondering, if this was the answer, hesitating across the street from the bright and open shop front, spending a little time appraising the place. Above the door it proclaimed its name in. “I’ll take that as a yes. That explains why you’re so eager to see a woman my age. Anything would do for you, huh?” “No, you’re hot.” She stroked a little faster. “You know, I think you really mean that. So, these are the first boobs you’ve ever seen?” “Yeah.” “And I’m the first woman to ever touch your cock?” “Uh huh,” his voice shuddered from her ministrations. She moaned and shivered. “I know I shouldn’t be saying this, but that really turns me on.” Her features turned stern and her hand. Michelle's soul turned to her final classes and she dedicated much of her time to finishing her degree. Unfortunately, that cut down on the frequency of her love-making with her man. He didn't seem to mind, always having a lower sex drive than she, but it did push her to the point of sexual frustration on many an occasion. She would go for weeks on end without getting the physical intimacy she craved.During one such lull in her sexual activity, she was invited to attend the birthday bash of a. .and what it said nearly made my heard stop.I want to see it. Send a pic right now, chastity slave, is what she sent."Are you okay? You look like you just got punched in the balls," Kara said."Sorry, can you excuse me for a moment? I need to take this," I said immediately scanning for the restroom."Sure, don't take too long."Another text came through, What's taking so long?I hurried into the men's room and headed straight to the nearest stall. Hands fumbling, I lowered my pants and took out my.