The days of unisex hair salons hadn't made it to London yet.Wendy and I persuaded Ann to have her hair done as well."Mom, there's baby pictures of me ...t home, and you've still got the same hairdo!" I told her, and she blushed a little."Well, it's easy to take care of and I never saw a need to change it," she replied.She finally settled on a nice bob shaped around her face, emphasizing her eyes and making her look younger.Wendy's hair was a challenge. With her thick dark curls, we finally. Her pussy was tight, warm, and wet. I could not believe how good it felt to be inside her. She slowly moved up and down on my cock. She started to rub her clit. I held back as long as I could and when she slid down I thrust up deep into her and let my cum flow into her. I will never forget that feeling as my cum flowed into her, rope after rope spraying deep inside her. Kelly started to cum with me her pussy clamping tight around my throbbing cock. We stayed like that for many minutes. " Yes I know, the food was foul in there and the cook was a lesbian, if you didn't share her bed, you got the slops." So you got the slops." Yes, God I'd have probably obliged her if she'd been pretty, but Jesus Tommy, it was the beard that put me off, she gave being ugly a bad name."When I'd finished laughing, I said."Well you can eat as much as you can manage here mum and you don't have to sleep with the cook." That wouldn't be a hardship," she laughed, then added hurriedly. "Compared to her,. Standing in front of me was the red haired woman from last week! Wearing a black cape and thigh high boots, she stood in the doorway, back lit by the churches lights. "Forgive me Father, for I have sinned." came the sultry voice "Hello, Father. I'm sure you remember who this is. It has been only a week since my last confession. But what a week it has been!" A sense of dread filled me as the words processed through my head, followed by a sense of excitement. 'Yes. I remember you', I thought..