He was fixed on my naked tits and said, "What would you liketo see maam?" He was smiling broadly. I said, "It looks like there is something in ...our pants thatyou forgot to deliver. Let's see it!" The tall man unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, andpulled the tight fitting pants down, half way to his knees. Hewas wearing boxer shorts and an enormous hard-on was pushing oneleg of the shorts out. As he pushed the waist of his underweardown the base of his huge cock became visible.. She did a quick glance over Gwen in her clothing and swiped her hand in the air. Gwen’s clothes melted away much like Falin’s did. It left her exposed to all the scrutiny that Gwen had given Falin. Falin’s gaze took the same time looking at Gwen. Gwen could see her eyes stop at Gwen’s breasts and then her stomach. Her eyes narrowed at Gwen’s belly button. It was proof that she was born rather than created. Falin’s hand reached out to trace the indention. Her eyes then travelled to the bare. We went to the salon and I assumed, wrongly, that was it over but I wastaken to the sink and Jess started working on me. My hair colour wasbeing changed as Victoria stood beside me making encouraging sounds andtelling me how much she loved me. She did, she still loved me and showedit many ways. When everything was done they let me look in the mirror. Iwas peroxide blonde with lots of waves. 'Oh my god the label bimboreally did fit.' My eyes were stunning and my lips looked fuller and. I mean you could do a much better job yourself than I could." she responded.I had heard this theory advanced by gals in both high school and college, but I always respectfully disagreed. Personally, I always loved getting a handjob and rarely did I find that I did a better job of it than a female."No way. I guarantee you'd do a much better job of it than if I just jerked off." I don't know," she went on unconfidently, "I don't really have that much experience, but the few times I did it to.