The daughter started to cry and her mother told her to stop the fake tears it wasn't going to work and she should go into her room and start packing. ...he tears stopped immediately and she stomped off to her room.She came out a few minutes later and said, "OK, I'll take the spanking, but you can't hit me more than ten times." Wife looked at her and told her, you're in no position to set conditions go finish packing. Ten minutes later she came back out and agreed to the spanking. Wife led her. It didn't last long. Thencame the styling. She noticed that her ears were now being coveredcompletely. This was some comfort at least. Her hair did look slightlyshorter though. She had been given a bob style."It still looks short!" she said deflated."Trust me, when it grows, it will cover your shoulders. Wouldn't that benice?"A small smile from Jessica was the only answer she got.Jessica was the first to be finished. Anne came and took her place andwaited for hers to be styled."You look. For a moment he thought she might squeeze him out, so he fucked her harder, driving it back down balls deep into her pussy. That set her off and Jeanette lost all control as she convulsed in an orgasm that wracked her body with such force she thought for a moment she might hurt herself or poor Mitch. Mitch was caught up in the wave and began to buck just as intently, growling into her neck. Another orgasmic tsunami rolled through her as she felt his cock explode and fill her with hot cum. ‘Oh. .aur neeche….?” “neeche ki sucking karte hain….”. While being on my knees and hands I was hardest of my life, my heart was beating very high, I was scared but I just remained there and I heard Bhaiya again and he insisted Simmi Didi to speak out what he asked by saying“Muskura kya rahi hai….? Bol na…niche ki sucking karte hain ya nahi….?” And Simmi Didi replied back by saying “haan….par hamesha nahi karte….aaj tak sirf do-teen baar hi ki hai”. Bhaiya did not stopped asking Simmi Didi about her.