Of all of it, that beauty salon chair held my gaze the most. As it turned out, ever since that first glimce, I have spent many wonderful hours in that...chair under the ministrations of Jane, its owner and very skilled operator. At Jane’s suggestions, I removed my skirt and top, leaving me rather fully exposed to my hostess and her party. Jane recognized my discomfort and suggested that I have a seat at the vanity. In short order, I was seated at the delicate swivel chair. Considering my definite. ***The next night the dog seemed to be getting anxioustowards night time. I made sure to break out a coupleof six packs of good beer so that Lane would be out forsure.Once Lane was asleep on the floor like usual I startedplaying with the dog. He was running around me likecrazy. I was sitting up so he didn’t know what to do.He wanted some of what he had yesterday.I started stroking him and getting him excited and hewas showing a lot of red slimy cock. He was humping myhand but I. She had been so offended, but she knew he was right. Now that she had lost some of that weight, she still wasn't satisfied. She yearned for the flat stomach, thin thighs, and stick figure beauty of the girls she idolized. Finally, when she was done picking herself apart she got in the shower, and as much as she hated to think about it, she couldn't help but think of Ryan. Her skin grew hot as images of the first time she tried to take him inside her filled her mind. She was 17, and had only. Maybe it was just that time in my cycle when I always seem to be more responsive.Anyway, I was still turned on after I came, and Roger started up on me again instead of just wanting his turn. I came again after several minutes, and he kept going. And then I kind of went off my nut, coming again and again, so many times I lost count. Roger kept after me like a demon, almost as excited as I was, pushing me up to the edge and then over, time after time. I finally had to beg him to stop, too weak.