“Yes, just go slow” I respond a little nervous. You pick me up, wrapping my long legs around your hips and carry me to our bed. You start kissin... me again, working your hands all over my body, you reach my still wet pussy, rubbing the wetness down towards my ass hole. You gently start to rub your hard cock against my ass, making sure it is well lubed. Ever so gently you start to push inside of me, stopping when you hear me take a deep breath. “Don’t stop” I say, “it feels so much better. We are going to go with French tips for the pedicure and I would like Shellac for my manicure. Also I need to have a waxing session with whoever is in today. ‘Okay, girl. Have a seat and we will be right with you.’ Chayne likes to be waited on. Her job involves customer service which she delivers exceptionally well so when it is her turn to receive she expects perfection. The only thing with expectation is it always disappoints. Chayne reaches in her bag and grabs her iPad. It’s usually glued. ” she told him. He smiled at her.“You mean that?” he asked. “Because there's something I want to do. With you.”“There is?” she asked, returning his smile. “Do it. Like I said, I'll do anything you want.”“Okay.” he said, smiling even more broadly. He rolled her onto her back. “Open your legs.”“Oh!” she exclaimed, feeling his hardness press into her belly. She tried to close her legs, but he was already laying between them.She felt his hand touch her down there, spreading some of the moisture. Her feet were tiny and I could take more than one toe at a time in my mouth.A shiver came over her as I kissed the inside if her left ankle, working my way up her leg. I was gaining confidence and was becoming more confident that she would not resist any attempt on my part to kiss her pussy. I had never given much thought to women shaving that part of their anatomy, so I honestly don't know if she shaved, or if her soft, thin, tuft of hair was naturally as short as it was. I climbed back on.