I had never had anyone do things to my hair except abarber when I was young. He then went to work on my eye brows. "Sorryhoney this is going to hurt a...bit, but we don't have time to be gentle."The plucking began. I wondered why it was necessary, but I never evengave a thought to how I would explain my looks tomorrow. If he said itwas needed it was needed.To tell the truth after a few tugs it really didn't hurt that much. Itbrought back memories of mom spanking or slapping and how it. When they were done mom told the two men to see themselves out.I had just heard the front door close when mom got off the bed. She got snagged in the sheets, tripped and fell to the floor in such a way that she was looking straight into the vent and into my face. I saw the sudden realization of what I had been doing come over her face and then just as sudden I saw the anger as she scrambled to get up off the floor. I had frozen in fear at the look on her face and she was already opening the. Spunk splattered her cheeks and landed in her hair. Seeing this tipped Steve over the edge and he sprayed her face again, covering her nose, eyes and lips. She looked amazing covered in spunk. Roger was still getting sucked off when Brian picked Fiona up from her knees. Pushing her head forward back onto Rogers long cock. Brian got in behind Fiona and nudged his cock at her very wet entrance. In one swift movement his cock disappeared into the lovely warm wet hole of his whore manager. Fiona. Besidesyou are going to want to go out at some point. So why not now?"Jennifer smiled. "I guess you're right sis. I am all dressed up with noplace to go. I'll go and put the kettle on. We'll have a drink then gofor a walk. But we have to get back before mum gets home." She pausedagain. "I don't want mum to see me dressed just yet." Ok Jennifer. I agree. A drink, a walk and get home before mum." At themention of mum, my mobile phone rang."Hi Mum. What's up? I thought you would've rung the land.