When she dropped me off, Barbara had saidsomething about seeing me in several hours.I guessed that what the receptionist told me would take about two ...rthree hours. Did Barbara have more planned for me? Would I end uplooking like Matt now Marilyn, with dozens of small pink rollers in myhair? Could I end up with long, artificial red nails, or polished in astrange color? Had Barbara arranged for me to wobble home on impossiblyspike high heel platforms? Half way through having my hair set,. Sensing he was about to erupt I stopped wanking his cock and sucked only the head of his now throbbing meat and was soon rewarded with a mouthful of hot cum. ‘Fuck me Kate what did that guy do to you?’ he said grinning from ear to ear. ‘Nothing, I just felt horny tonight. Besides would you rather your cock in my mouth or a cigarette?’ I said still wondering myself what had just come over me. The following week I left for work reminding my husband I would be home late, due to my second session. A few messages later he asked if I would be dressed like a hooker wearing all black and of course I said yes.Just so happens that I picked up my dry cleaning that day and a couple of my black skirts and dresses were in with the others. I wanted to please him for the last time we were together his cock was so hard like a rock and he treated me like a street slut. I took a quick bubble bath, did my make up (black cats eyes) dressed in all back. short pleated skirt, sheer blouse, panties with. By now she was totally aroused, and slowly whispered to me “ I want you.” . I was leaning on her and sucking her, at the same time started lifting her saree from down. She slowly shifted the baby to the side and made it sleep on the seat. Now she was running her fingers through my hair and gently pressing my face to her breast and directed me to her other breast. I lifted her saree little above hers knees, and inserted my hand deep inside and started playing with her thighs, as I was playing.