Helen sighed “do you like younger women” she asked then smiled when I took her hand. “No I like them my age or older” then paused “how old a...e you”.She replied with a smile “36” then asked me if I was staying in my truck tonight,her smile became bigger when I said “no I am in room 21 “. We talked for a little bit more then got up to leave “stop by later if you want to talk” I said then paid my bill.I didn’t expect she would take me up on my offer but around 10 she was knocking at my door. Helen. "She'll bewearing it until her hair is the same length. Now, we would prefer it ifshe didn't have to rely on the wig for too long." Ok. Bring her in when you're ready and I'll see what I can do," saidClaire.As Liz and Emma left the hairdressers and headed back to the car, theydiscussed Michael's possible reactions."She is going to be awful jealous of you," said Liz. "She'll want her hairlike that, but she won't be able to until his hair is long enough." I hope she wants her hair like this. You respond by pushing your face further into me, making sure you spend me entirely before slowing to a standstill, leaving me breathless and throbbing gently.The room is quiet now as you emerge from beneath the covers with a smile on your face.“Wow”, you say and I’d say the same too if only I could speak.You’re above me now, your face so close we can just smell the coffee on each other but cant focus properly, your cock is in me in one smooth motion and it touches places you’re tongue never. I knocked, Chris met me at the door."And this is my wife Mary." "Hi Mary." Hi" she kinds of hides behind Chris."Come here dear and properly greet our guest." She steps out and offers her hand. I take her hand and kiss it. She giggles and pulls back her hand. We take care of a little paperwork, basically saying that everything that is to happen between us is completely consensual.Chris and Mary sit on the couch and I sit in a chair as we do small talk for a few minutes."Mary, what do you wish to.