I moved my fingers in circles and I had to concentrate all my efforts on not moaning. I could feel that I was about to have a mind blowing orgasm. I n...ticed that Erin was looking at me like he was waiting for me to respond to something. Sorry, what? I wasnt paying attention I admitted to him as I tried hard to concentrate on the conversation while still flicking my fingers across my sensitive clit. The report that I am writing, does it need to be submitted to you for review before I send it. Appearing as an oddly themed traveling salon that offers the novelty ofhaving a haircut or one's hair done in a circus atmosphere, they arereally looking for people to "improve."Not above abducting people, their method is to find people they like,follow them and knock them out with gas or drugs and then do theirthing.This can range from as mild as Sadie just giving some woman who struckher as "haughty" a puffed out orange or purple perm and a tacky tawdryexchange of clothing, to their being. "Well, go on, won't you take them out?" he says I take the hint. I slowly pull the handle, and her perky little ass let one bead out. Slowly I pull each one out, cum splashing out of her pussy each time it one leaves. By the fifth bead,the bed there was a puddle of cum under her sweet little bum, and I was easlily able to remove the rest. I look at her puckered asshole, and I see it's now stretched enough to fit my cock. The husband directs me, "Since your cock is thicker than mine, but. K. that August, and Sophie and the twins stayed here. Abigail was going to stay with my parents for a few weeks. We dropped into Jane’s parents on the way so that they could see their granddaughter. It was only supposed to be an overnight trip for me, yet I ended up staying with them for a week, if I remember.”Sophie added, “Ben, that was the month you were staying here as you had no water at the cottage.”Shit, of course, it was. That was the curse of August; all the tradesmen were on holiday..