Betsy remembered the man, as being so gay, but then she came to the conclusion that she really liked him. He was the best hairdresser and she decided ...o keep using him, even to this day.When Betsy sat down in the salon chair that day, he gave her a glass of wine. This was only done for special customers and the gesture was interpreted as well-meaning and thoughtful by Betsy. The hairdresser's plan was for some streaks of color and he quickly put strips of foil in her hair. Then he motioned for. "Mmmmm, that gives me goose bumps," she said, but didn't pull away.I proceeded to kiss back down her neck and then across the back of her neck and around to the other side. In the mean time my arms tightened around her waist, just under her breasts. I could feel her breasts on my forearms now. I slowly lifted my arms until the weight of her breasts were fully on my arms. My cock had grown hard and was now pressed between the cheeks of her ass. I knew she could feel it. I thought I felt her push. Fuck me Allan! Fuck me!" I could tell Karla was getting more and more horny as well; the moment she saw me, her hands would be all over me, and once we got into the hotel, she was wanting to experiment with new positions, which definitely spiced up our sex life. Karla moaned again as she collapsed her head into the sheets, moaning into the bed. "Oooooh, baby. I'm ready for your cum, give it to me, Allan." It didn't take long for me to come inside her, my seed once again filling her, causing. ’ ‘Hmmmm….’ Jen looked thoughtful, kissed my cheek, and walked out without saying anything else. I kept my mouth shut- a girl’s entitled to a little mystery- but I noticed that the two of them seemed to spend most of the evening deep in conversation. The next morning Jen was glowing and Brian couldn’t stop smiling, and the looks they were giving each other when they thought no one was watching nearly set the house on fire. I don’t need to know what, if anything, happened that night, but it.