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He dressed casual but neat and went to fill out the paperwork for his job. He grabbed some lunch and went to a bookstore and bought a couple paperbacks. He did some reading and browsed until it was time for his hair appointment. He got to the salon a little early and checked in. He took a seat with a good view of Barb. She had worked at this place for years so she had a choice cowgirl workspace near the back and had an old guy in her chair. She looked good as usual, her slim body dressed in a black zippered smock with sleeves to her elbows, black tights on her legs and black flats on her feet. Her blond curls danced on her shoulders as she moved to and fro, snipping away. He always liked going to Barb for haircuts. She looked good, smelled good and took her time, fussing over every little edge, evening it here and there, making sure it looked just so. Another thing about Barb that Zach liked was that she wore very little makeup, only a subtle touch around the eyes and polished nails. But jewelry was a different story. She always wore a lot of jewelry: head-to-toe necklaces, rings, bracelets, earrings, you name it. Even as he looked at her from his chair japanese in the waiting area at the front he could see gold chains dangling from her earlobes, bracelets and bangles on both her wrists, rings on most of her fingers and ankle bracelets. He wondered how much more he couldn’t see. Finally Barb pulled the sheet off of the old man and he rose out of his chair. He preened in front of the mirror for a moment before they walked up front to the cash register. He paid, said thanks and walked past Zach and out the door. “Okay, who’s next?” Barb called out loudly, pretending to look at the appointment schedule on the counter. “Do we have a Zach?” She looked at him and grinned. Zach stood up and walked toward her and Barb came around the counter and gave him a hug. “Hi, Zach, welcome home,” she said. “You look great! How are you doing?” “I’m good, how are you?” “Good, come on back,” she said. Zach took his seat and hard fuck Barb covered him and wrapped the paper strip around his collar. Barb smelled good, just like he remembered, like fresh flowers. As she readied her tools they made small talk: How’s school, how’s the family, all that jazz. Then Barb turned to him and was ready to get started. She cocked her head and looked at him for a moment, and lifted his hair and let it flop back down. “Zach, I have to say, you’ve certainly grown into a handsome young man,” she said. “But damn boy, do you ever need a haircut!” “I know, I know,” he said sheepishly. “That’s why I’m here. Do your magic.” Tiny certainly didn't seem to mind, as Tamara felt his shaft getting harder and fatter as her wrist speed increased, gliding across his flesh. “Now he can!” She swung higher, and her skirt hard fuck lifted up, exposing her naked pussy to his gaze! Unable to breath she pulled back allowing the monstrous head to slip from her throat. I followed him toward the bedroom where it sounded like two people were having sex, he opened the door and surely enough this japanese black dude was railing out a chick doggy style. “I think?” I mean, we are getting into it! Melissa fixed her face and her clothes in the bathroom and came out after a few minutes and walked back to the sofa. No one bothered to sit with him in the enclave cowgirl and no one walked by. Donna's panties were soaking wet. “This is so much fun!” Prestira said, her voice high with girlish excitement. The creature that had her handed her to another, and that one took aim before sending her flipping end over end, this time to clatter against the wall and fall to the floor. She remembered from school that that is where the ‘sperm’ was made. I squeezed and kneaded it as I plowed into her cunt. “You are a work of art,” moaned Kora. Her eyes jumped to his face, and she made eye contact.


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