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My panties fell to the floor, revealing my perfectly bald and wanton pussy. Jenny had reminded me that older men love bald and smooth young pussies. Of course, Jenny would know. I did shave myself, but Jenny gave me the number of a lady that she used for waxing. She insisted I ask for a Brazilian wax. I followed her instructions and was thrilled with the outcome.

My surgically enhanced D-cup tits strain against the thin fabric, the outline of my pierced nipples clearly visible, already stiff and aching in the cool air-conditioning. The heels are six-inch black stilettos, red soles flashing with every deliberate step, making my calves flex, my thighs tense, my ass sway like an open invitation. I waxed everything yesterday— smooth as silk from collarbone to toes, with extra care around my plump outer lips, my sensitive inner folds, and the tight ring of my asshole. Just thinking about what’s waiting behind that door

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The wax began to melt, flowing over her skin like liquid fire, and she arched her back, wanting more. Aiden stepped back for a moment, allowing her to feel the loss of his touch. “You look so beautiful like this,” he murmured, taking in her flushed skin, the wax glistening in the candlelight. He reached out and cupped her breast, rubbing the soft flesh through the wax, then leaned in to kiss her nipple, teasing it with his tongue. Claire moaned, her hips moving involuntarily against his hand.

After a couple more rips alongside mom's pussy lips, Susan tells mom to lower her legs, but keep them spread apart as she goes to work on her mound. Susan glances at my hard-on and smiles as she rolls the wax in neat strips across mom's trimmed bush. It looks like she has cut the hair very close and she's waxing in strips up and down mom's mound. Mom winces with each rip of the waxing strip, but at least she isn't crying out. When Susan has waxed completely across, she begins rolling the wax across mom's mound the other way.

he asked, stealing glances at Roxanne. Roxanne raised her hand. "Special performance day?" she suggested. Loo countered, "What do you mean by special performance? You can't just say that without being clear." Jaxon asked, "Loo, let Roxanne speak. Go ahead, Roxanne." Roxanne said, "Maybe a Friday could be an erotic day...like 'Wet Friday'? Instead of pole dancing, it'd be sexy shower dancing." Patty asked, "Like stripping?" Jaxon glanced at Roxanne, who clarified, "Not necessarily stripping. We can call it 'Wet Friday'."

“ Mrs. Lilly, I’m Trinity. I will start you off with you waxing and we will do a mud wrap on you. After we are done with you we will send you to have your manicures and pedicures.” I’m not going to go into details about the waxing. Just take my word if I didn’t need to have it done it would not be something I would do voluntarily. It was an unpleasant experience. And it irritated my skin. Luckily the mud wrap afterwards soothed my skin as well as the lotion Trinity massaged on me after I was cleaned up. Trinity did say the waxing would get better with time. I’m going to take her word for it since it is her job to know these things. And after the massage I’m very relaxed. And let me tell you

She sounded incredulous, shifting position until she was straddling me, "You’d do that for me?" I ran my hands up her legs until they stopped on her perky ass. "Yes," I smiled softly at her daze. "Your skin is so smooth and soft...” "Waxing gives that effect," she stammered still looking at me, "I guess working in a spa has its advantages." “You wax?” Now I was the one mumbling. “I thought...” I cleared my throat. “I thought it was some treatment.” "This isn't for free, baby," she said taking my hand and bringing it to her center. "You know what other fantasy I have?"

TADE Tade waved at the security officer as she drives into the parking lot of Sunrise Mall, it's been two years since she discovered Pheecoz Beauty Salon, their customer's service, neatness, specialty in all styles, and the fact that the salon is mostly patronized by celebrities, made her choose the Salon as her final bus stop. For Tade, the primary reasons for going to the salon on a Friday can only be to get the right connections and get explicit celebrity gist. Getting her hair done is just secondary. If the gist being shared is juicy, Tade doesn't mind to voluntarily swap her turn with another customer just to buy more time to enjoy whatever topic of discussion it is in the gossip mill t

“You belong to us, princess. Your body, your soul, your pain and your pleasure. No need to fight it. Just let go and let us give you what you need.” I licked the flavored wax from her tits, nibbling and biting at the tender buds then sucking gently to soothe the sting. Following the trail of melted ice down her body, I lapped up the water, teasing her with warm open-mouthed kisses as I went. Sarah hissed when I drizzled hot wax along the path my tongue had taken.