’ I’d never heard of either of them. ‘Hello, Miss De Carlo, how may I help you?’ ‘Mr. Blackwell would like to see you immediately, do you kn...w where we’re located?’ ‘I’m afraid not.’ ‘Take the elevator up to the top floor, we’re in the executive suite.’ A million thoughts raced through my mind as I rode the elevator up. I had no idea what I was walking into but I was confident that I would maintain my composure. The elevator opened to a corridor with linen wallpaper, crown molding and plush. She was pretty short so she had the chair all the way down and still had to stretch to reach to cut my hair. I noticed pretty quickly she was rubbing her ample bosom all over me because she just couldn’t reach everywhere she needed. I was really enjoying having her tits rubbed all over me as she cut away. We chatted about her kids and my only kid and that her ex-husband was not in the picture. I noticed her leaving her breasts on me longer and longer. I looked around the room to see if anyone. "God knows I'll be giving you prime opportunity for that on a daily basis. I'm just saying don't be all mad when your joke blows up in your face." So you're done being mad at me?" she asked.I told her I wasn't the one who looked poised for physical violence."Are you done being mad at me?" I asked her right back. She kissed me, so I guessed she was.There seemed to be a spirited discussion under way when I reached the living room. Immediately all eyes turned to me."What?" I asked, wondering if my. I parted her smooth pussy lips and blew on her clit, causing her body to quiver with passion. I began licking Erica’s cunt while rubbing her clit with my finger. She moaned and writhed with pleasure I brought her close to orgasm and then stopped. I did this several times over twenty until Erica was losing control. “Please, I can’t take it, let me come Aaron!” I obliged her and licked for couple more minutes until finally she couldn’t hold back any longer. Her body jerked off the bed as the most.