." There is someone else," smiled the count slyly."I don't underst..." began Andre stopping in mid sentence. "What? You can't be serious. My own... ?"...There must be a first time and who better than someone you trust, someone who will never disappoint you." But ... I just couldn't!" Very well," sighed the count starting to walk away. "Then learn to be content with your life the way it is." Wait! Do ... do you really think she would... ?" Of course. Every son at some point wishes to bed down his. And she breathed a sigh of relief each time she felt the pain wear off and Lisa's hand pressing down on her skin."We use a hard wax for the lips, because it hurts less," Lisa explained, as she applied a thicker, black wax to Sophie's labia. Lisa spread Sophie's lips slightly to avoid getting any wax in the middle. "It has to harden for a bit," Lisa continued, and she pulled out a pair of tweezers. "I'll just get a few stray hairs while we wait."Sophie felt tiny twinges of pain as Lisa worked. The movie playing in that booth was some hot guy muscle action so I too that as a sign. I stood behind one of the partitions that blocked me from view of everyone but this guy and pulled out my swelling 8 inch cock for him to see. After a couple of tugs, I tucked it back into my unzipped fly and walked into the booth in front of him. I pulled my pants down and sat on the bench and he went right to work on me. After a few minutes I asked him to stop while I took off my shirt and pants. “Do you know why I have to fuck her pussy? Because you’re not man enough to do it right.” She buried her cock into me and pulled my hair so she could bite my neck, leaving a bruise. Her cock dug deeply into me, she shoved it inside me as if she were testing me, but I took every inch until it slammed against my cervix. “Don't you stop fucking her ass, you worm of a man.” She slammed her point home in my pussy. He began to pick up the pace in my ass and I screamed around her thumb, feeling them.