I was at my hairstylist earlier. The girl who washed my hair was a drop dead gorgeous petite blonde. We talked about the usual get-to-know-you stuff for a while and suddenly she asked, "Are you single?"
"Yes.."
"Do you like Canadian girls?" She proceeded, noticing that I have a little bit of accent.
"I love 'em!"
I don't remember what happened next but soon after when she was drying my hair, her fingers were ever so slowly twirling around in my ears with the soft towel... I was able to, just barely, suppress any sound of delight from the sudden onslaught of pleasure. Unfortunately, my cock decided that it wanted more of the action and didn't hesitate to press HARD against my tight jeans. I was so hoping that she didn't notice it as she asked if I'd like some coffee.. "Yes, please.." I said, but not before savoring what she's doing to me for a couple of seconds. She asked if I liked it strong as she continues to play with my ears, "Yes, please.." were the only two words I could utter under her spell. She returned with 2 to 3 shots of espresso....
Best hair cut ever.
"Yes.."
"Do you like Canadian girls?" She proceeded, noticing that I have a little bit of accent.
"I love 'em!"
I don't remember what happened next but soon after when she was drying my hair, her fingers were ever so slowly twirling around in my ears with the soft towel... I was able to, just barely, suppress any sound of delight from the sudden onslaught of pleasure. Unfortunately, my cock decided that it wanted more of the action and didn't hesitate to press HARD against my tight jeans. I was so hoping that she didn't notice it as she asked if I'd like some coffee.. "Yes, please.." I said, but not before savoring what she's doing to me for a couple of seconds. She asked if I liked it strong as she continues to play with my ears, "Yes, please.." were the only two words I could utter under her spell. She returned with 2 to 3 shots of espresso....
Best hair cut ever.