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pussy over and over. Her clit swelled and her labia plumped with arousal.
    The slaps of the swatter had her gyrating in a wonderful dance. She keened and cried out at the succulent burn of pain that spun into bursts of pleasure.
    Quickly she became wrapped in a blazing hunger to be impaled by both men. Steve stopped swatting her and she jerked as his calloused hands slid up her inner thighs toward her fiery, freshly spanked flesh.
    She whimpered as the bed moved and Eric stretched out beside her. The muscles in his chest flexed as he cupped her right breast. He massaged a finger over her nipple, plumping it and igniting tender nerve endings. Then he moved closer, raising his upper half over her.
    His head lowered. She closed her eyes and quivered with longing as his lips covered hers in a fierce, hot kiss that send sparks shooting right into her very core.
    She reached out and sought Eric’s cock. He groaned as she wrapped her hand around his hot, swollen flesh and began to knead gently. She kissed him deeper and harder wanting to lose herself in the thick muscles pressed in against her.
    Between her thighs, fingers softly parted her plump labia folds and hot blasts of breath blew against her clit creating shivers of pleasure that made her gasp into Eric’s mouth. Her thighs tightened around Steve’s head and she keened as his tongue dipped into her vagina. He withdrew, and swirled teasingly around and over her clit. She creamed.
    Sweet torture .
    Steve thrust a couple of fingers into her vagina and her inner muscles eagerly clenched around the intrusion. He began a fast pump. At the same time his tongue swirled and massaged and teased her clit.
    She squeezed her legs tighter. Her inner thighs quivered. Her body tightened and flooded with arousal.
    Eric kissed her harder, his mouth fusing with hers. He pinched her nipple, the erotic pain made her gasp and set the fuse she needed to explode. Her control shattered and a whiplash of pleasure burst over her.
    She came apart. Waves of ecstasy pummelled her, embraced her and swept her away.
    Oh yes, this is the wicked way she remembered it. Deeply intense. Wild and wonderful.
    Her cries shattered the silence and tore Sophie straight out of her sex-dream.
    Perspiration blistered across her forehead and dripped down her back. The intimate area between her thighs was wet from her arousal. Her heart hammered crazily in her ears and sexual need assailed her relentlessly.
    Frustration rocked her.
    A dream . Oh damn ! Just a dream .
     
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    Sophie winced as pain throbbed through the thin slice at the top of her index finger. This was the second time she’d cut her finger today and she wasn’t even through the morning yet. She cursed softly as she stared at the bright red droplets spattering from the tip of her finger and dropping into the sink. The blood mingled with the water gushing from the tap, then swirled down the drain.
    Everything that could go wrong had gone wrong because she just simply could not concentrate as visions of last night’s sexcapade dream kept distracting her, whipping up unwanted mind visuals of Eric and Steve and their rock-hard erections.
    She’d been seconds away from squirting the wrong hair color onto ninety year old Mrs. Sanders root touch-up when thankfully Rachel had noticed Sophie’s error and had taken her aside and quietly informed her of her mistake. The elderly lady had almost been turned into a bleached blonde instead of her regular blue-gray.
    Then later Sophie had shampooed another client’s hair with hair conditioner instead of shampoo. She’d rectified that problem easily enough. Unfortunately she hadn’t been able to calm another client whose ear she’d slightly burned with the curling iron. Once again Rachel had come to her aid. She’d efficiently taken over and given the lady a gorgeous style along with a gift certificate for a free haircut.
    Then just a few minutes ago, Sophie had accidentally cut her finger and the sight of