Soon they seemed to have become the centre of the salon,with laughter and jokes and banter going on, not just between Mandy andArvi, but other cutters...and staff, who came over to watch or chat, andalso other clients from time to time, joining in from where they sataround the salon.Arvi was finishing off now. "Okay, sweetie, here's what you do. Yourhair is very straight, very strong and silky. You don't need an ironunless you go curly one night and want to go back. You just give itlift, you see?. ? Having nothing else to do, I watched theconversations occurring in the main room.?After an hour or so of this, I got a private message from someone named,A Dom Male@.? He told me to describe myself so I did.? We then chatted a bit, purely innocuously,before he asked me if I had any unfulfilled sexual desires.? Feeling confident due to the anonymous natureof the chat room, I confessed that I always wondered what it felt like to be awoman making love to a man.? He thensaid, AHmmm, Imight be. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! “If you want to move on all you need to say is; ‘I, Nicole Carter accept these corrections to my body and attitude.’” Dr. Night said.“…no…no…fuck you…” Nicole hissed though clenched teeth. “Hmm. Daughter doesn’t fall far from the tree I guess.” Night laughed and glanced over at Sarah, who had remained emotionless so far. “Hey camera, get up close to the face. Freddie! Chris! Come here.”Night grabbed another paddle and gave them to the teenagers. “Just like I did,. There was no response from meera . As she was wearing a saree my hand was on her naked waist . Slowly I moved my hand on her waist and pinched it. Meera suddenly became stiff and whispered “ bhaiyaji yah kya kar raha ho” I didn’t say anything and pushed my rod hard 7 inches prick in her arse and started rubbing it on her arse cheeks. I put my hand on her boobs and pressed them hard. Meera started to push my hand away . I whispered in her ear ‘ meera mujha tumhari chut marni hai please marna do.