Tuesday Night Great Night With My Wife

Dirk propelled me through the door of the salon in the strip mall. It was really busy. He indicated a row of chairs by the front window for me to sit on and went up to the Spanish looking lady standing by the reception counter. I sat down with my heart pumping as my senses were overloaded by all the sights sounds and smells of this woman only blue collar salon. This was to hairdressing what McDonalds was to fast food. There must have been twenty women in various stages of getting their hair done. About six women were sitting in rollers under the bank of hairdryers all along one side of the wall. On the opposite side were a line of eight red barber chairs facing a mirrored wall with a counter and shampoo sinks on it. The stylists seemed to all be in their 40s and 50s in tight navy nylon smock dresses and mostly drawn form Florida's diverse Hispano and black community. They all had short styled haircuts as did the women whose hair they were doing. No wispy feminine long tresses here,. Collin levered his body and legs to the roof, squatting to ensure his footing and gazed at Melissa with a lithe smile. ‘Impressive,’ she whispered, letting her voice flutter up to the moon and stars. If ever a moment felt magical, it was now. Collin moved in a squat to her window, Melissa leaned out even further and they kissed. And in that kiss, the sensations vaulted in his memory from their time in Las Vegas swept through him. Melissa laid her hands on his chest, rubbing him tenderly as he ventured his arms around her, chancing his hand through hair with the remnant scents of fruity alcoholic drinks and second-hand smoke. Yes, much like Vegas. She broke the kiss and stared at him, a Mona Lisa smile gracing her face, and that awkwardness of what to say now, where to go from there. ‘I’m sorry,’ Collin finally broke through the silence. He let slip what he so wanted to tell her from the beginning of this evening. Sorry for everything. Sorry for murdering her ex-husband and her.
There’s nothing to fear when you trust videopornxblog.com with all your fapping needs with Tuesday Night Great Night With My Wife porn video as example of good taste porn. That’s because of videopornxblog.com’s unlimited potential to entice you with sexy treats like Tuesday Night Great Night With My Wife that will get your blood pumping and cum flowing.