“I heard all about you.” She said with a smile.“I hope it was all good.” I said as I chuckled. Then she handed me a sign that said TIME TO BAR... IT ALL.Then I saw Keith and Kristen. My first thought was ‘Doesn’t that kid’s erection EVER go down?’ Then he hugged me while his hard penis kept poking my tummy. Kristen actually came up to me and kissed me passionately. Right behind them, to my shock, was Mr. Wickman getting out of his car, naked as the rest of us, grinning at me and carrying a sign. You wonder and chuckle to yourself a little, would I one day give you a heart attack with all our passion. It would be a lovely way to go, but no not for many, many years.It is thirty minutes later, now redressed and somewhat calmed that we leave the room. You ask me if I would like to have my head haircut too? Looking around and seeing the baby girls and boys sitting on booster chairs as their hair is cut, into very youthful styles, I tell you that perhaps I would. The receptionist quickly. .«, I say, trying hard to conquer my fucking fridgidity. »Say pretty please, babe, and I'm with you in a sec!«, he conquers my obvious insecurity and blows a cloud of smoke in my direction. I cough and clear my throat and whisper: »Pretty please!« »What?« »Uhm, nothing really!« Now he gets up and slaps my already striped bottom smacking hard with his palm for that lie. »Fuck!«, I cry out, just to get another ringing spank on the other buttock. The whip jerks up and down in my cunt and I can. After a couple of minutes I was getting pretty close but needed more so I leaned back and lifted my legs up around his hips allowing him to get his full length all the way inside me and urging him on faster until I finally reached my peak and had a wonderful orgasm just as he unloaded inside me again.I hugged him to me and told him he had got me off very nicely that time, he grinned and hugged me back making me feel much better.I couldn’t believe an innocent young boy could restore my faith in.