I wasn’t there long when the hair dresser ( Tracy)and beautician (John) appeared and ushered my into a small both similar to a hair dressing but th... mirror opposite the chair was huge and went almost right to the floor which I didn’t give another thought to at the time. I was about to sit in the chair when the Tracy said I would have to remove ALL my clothes and wrap a towel around me so as not to get make up or dye on my clothes or under wear, they left and I changed into the towel and sat. " One of the guys said. So between them, they lifted her up and carried her off. I followed them but by the time I had got out to the lift, the doors were just closing. I had to go back into the main room to ask directions to the first aid room. It was on the floor above and as I came back out into the corridor, I saw another group of men going into the lift. I went up the stairs and as I got there, I could see them disappearing into a room. The moans grew louder as I approached the first aid. Was one of those randy chicks who simply loved a good fuck, couldn't get enough of it. And she went crazy when she was taken from behind. She wouldn't go down on me. No way was she going to give me a blow job. Wouldn't take it in her mouth, or even as much as kiss my cock when I tried to offer it to her. And no missionary position for that gal! No, she wanted it one way. What she wanted was a good stiff cock up her cunt, from behind, always from behind. You would never know it to see her. For us." Well, I appreciate your sacrifice. I'm sorry you had to suffer through that for our love," he sarcastically replied."Kiss me, you idiot," I laughed.We locked in a deep kiss when he started to enter me. It was like the first time all over again. Our bodies melted together as he slowly kneaded my pussy with his cock. Every sensation felt new, like it was our first time together, that feeling of excitement and wonder. We continued to kiss, neither one of us wanting to break free, as hubby.