Imagine a woman your age and as beautiful asyou, this being her first time in a Salon de Coiffure. For the next threemonths this time will be your sta...ding weekly appointment. Meet Violette,the receptionist and here is Renee the owner, come to take us to Silvia." Bonjour, Madame Wendy! Claudette was told us so much about you. You arenow so lovely I don't know what we can do to improve, but we will try."I reached up and took off the turban which covered my man hair."Ah, mai oui, I do see that. For a moment it took her mind off her own exposed breasts.Bev grinned and said, "You can laugh now. But you are the cunt that's going to be drinking all the cum this morning."Suddenly Becky wasn't so self assured.I drove over to Odie's house and parked in the street. I asked Bev to send Becky to his door. It was mid morning on a beautiful Saturday. There were people everywhere you looked.Bev turned in her seat and with an evil grin on her face she said, "Walk slowly. Keep your hands at your. Then he started calling names. “Mandy and Jaylina,” he yelled, “you are on pole number one.The middle-aged lady and the orange-haired lady ran to the front of the bus and stood with their backs against the pole. Mandy was facing forward and Jaylina was facing back into the bus.“On pole number three,” the driver continued, “we have Darla and Xena.”A somewhat plump woman with slightly dark skin hurried toward the back of the bus. Another woman who looked far-east Asian of some sort, stood up from. To tell about the lady, she was wearing a white shirt and black pant. The shirt couldn’t accommodate the milk tanks and it gave a perfect visual treat for anyone who saw her. It seemed that the buttons would break loose anytime for the beast to get unleashed :p. She had a perfect figure for a married lady with right amount of flesh at the right places.She then sat on the chair opposite to bed and lit a cigarette and she was smiling after seeing me.Akriti still had her pussy dripping and then.