1. The salon sluts part 3


    Date: 9/5/2016, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Mature, Author: mrwolf75, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    zipper and unhooking the waistband. As she lowered his pants and briefs, his ridged cock sprung to attention in front of her face. In the same motion, she took him into her mouth and began to masturbate him slowly with her hand as she suckled his purple, swollen cock head. Her other hand was busy fondling his aching balls. Abruptly she stopped and rose to her feet. Walking into his office, she returned with the tube of K-Y Jelly. She squeezed some into the palm of her hand and liberally began masturbating his penis. When she was content his entire cock was covered, she winked and squeezed some more onto her fingertips. She turned and backed up, coyly rubbing her pert little ass up and down against his leg. Then she bent over the arm of the salon chair, arching her back so her ass stuck up in the air. Looking back and grinning, she began to seductively work her lubricated fingers in and around her rectum. As John approached her from behind, she grabbed his penis and guided it deliberately into her tight little ass hole. She heard herself moan as he parted her Sphincter and buried his thick cock all the way into her ass. The smell of her lust permeated the air and filled his nostrils. He gazed at her bleached, pink tinted platinum hair bouncing with each stroke and tried to add the smell of it to the already overloaded sensory glands deep within his nose. He pumped wildly as he detected the slight trace of ammonia and the fragrance of three and a half hours of bleaching and ...
    toning. Her hair had surrendered. The chemicals had again prevailed and he could not stop the impending explosion that had begun to spasm deep within his loins. He relentlessly pumped load after load of sperm into her, as she began to respond to the sensation of the hot liquid searing her tender, raw nerve endings. She groaned and bucked wildly as John held tightly onto her waist. Her orgasm lasted an eternity and John was getting soft before she began to slow down. As his flaccid penis slipped out, it was followed immediately by a heavy stream of thick white liquid, which ran freely down the inside of Mitsi’s leg. “UMMMMM...” She cooed. As more of the liquid escaped and dripped onto the floor. John was spent. He decided to reward Mitsi and himself with a little shopping. He couldn’t wait to be seen with this new possession on his arm. They got dressed and while he cleaned up, Mitsi sat in Barbi’s chair, having her hair and make-up redone. By the time John came out, Mitsi looked hot. Her stark, pink platinum hair looked surprisingly silky in spite of the abuse it had just endured. Barbi had conditioned and styled it into a sleek heavily teased Bob. Her make-up had been applied heavy and dramatic. It was exactly the look John wanted. Classy in a cheap kind of way. They left in the Corvette. The next stop was Ashley’s Intimate Apparel, a store known to be frequented by exotic dancers and hookers. They hadn’t got more than half way through the main area of the store and two girls ...