Please do not archive except on Fitionmania or atEROS without my permission.====================================Hair Salon Museby WandaI'm not sure w...y I went into the hair salon that day but it became a turning point in my life.The sign said, Hair Cuts, Men $6 - Women $8 - Children $5.That seemed like a good deal so I went in and waited for an open chair.The magazines were an odd mix, Seventeen and Field and Stream, Modern Woman and GQ.The hair stylist who called me to her chair was named. This wasn’t the place, especially not with all those windows, and not while my parents were home. I led her upstairs to my room. I told her I’d be back in a minute, and then went to the living room to make an appearance with my parents. When they asked, I told them I left Morgan downstairs, she was checking out the games. That should satisfy them for a while.I went back to my room, slipped in quietly, and locked the door behind me. She was covered with one of my blankets but I could see the. With her knees now pressed up against her tits, I hold her feet in position as I watch my dick, now glistening from her wetness, sliding between her lips before pulling out and rubbing my nicely lubed up dick against her asshole. I rubbed her clit as I slowly push my dick against her tight hole, slowly etching inside her ass, with every inch she moaned and relaxed, allowing her ass to take me deeper and deeper. I fucked her ass slowly while she moaned with pleasure from every movement, she slid. Well...'we' did it," she began. "I almost didn't knock on his door but then I figured, what the hell." "Take your clothes off, get naked," I told her. "Now?" "Yes, get naked, then I want to hear all about it." Cheryl grinned a little as she stood in front of me and began to disrobe. Not a shy grin but more like excitement and a sense of inner-satisfaction with herself. Undressing didn't take long - her bra and panties were both missing. "Are you okay?" I asked her. "Yes, yes, I'm good!" Her.