There are certainly more jobs there than in the cities." I suppose so. Will I get to meet your ladyfriends?" I suppose so, if something gets more seri...us. Right now, I just had dinner with one and went to the beach with the other." Which beach?" Up by Mossman." Oh my! That's a nude beach, Gordy!" 'Clothing optional'. Yes, ma'am." And you didn't bring her back here?" No. I went to dinner with the other one." I realized just what a mare's nest this was. "Don't worry, Mrs. Warren." I got up and. That left on his head forms a jet-black cap against the blue, blue of his eyes in his dark, darkface. He sits in the chair, working on black shorts' head. Black shorts sits onthe floor, his arms resting over the knees of his barber, his head tipped back,brushing the other's crotch. He can feel a rising shaft beneath the flimsy cotton. his mouth is open and his eyes tipped back in a look just short of orgasm. White shorts smiles. He feels the eigth of an inch of stubble on the back of the. “That was fucking awesome! Thank you!”“Are you kidding? I owe you so much!”“Don’t worry about it. I’ll let you pay me back!” said the little smart ass.Steve picked up one of her feet and started to massage it. “Oh my God that feels good,” she purred. After he massaged one to her satisfaction he went to work on the other.“You know you have gorgeous feet, right?”“The Big Guy loves them but I think he has a fetish!”“Oh yeah?” said Steve as he lifted her foot to his mouth. One by one he sucked each. She was basking in the blissfulness of the whole scenario. Laura was almost dazed from the whole incident that she didn't feel Buster slide out of her, and the river of cum that seemed to never stop flowing out of her.After some time, Laura recuperated from it all and cleaned up. She put the towel that she knelt on in the washer, gave Buster a nice doggy treat, patted him on the head, then put him outside. Once it was all over, she reflected on what happened, she couldn't believe that she.