sherl
Really Experienced
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- Oct 11, 2014
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So I have this fantasy of waking into a barber shop one late afternoon. As the little bell on the door tinkles, the barber comes out. He takes my hand and Leads me to the only barber chair in the shop. As we stand in front of the chair, he kneels on one leg, I place my hand on his shoulder, he lifts my skirt and removes my panties. I sit on the chair and he lifts each leg astride an arm if the chair. My hairy bush is exposed. He doesn't speak the entire time and neither do I. He brings me a vodka on the rocks and I lean my head back to enjoy. He sits on a stool, his face directly in front of my crotch. He has a small marble bowl, some exquisite shave cream and a brush. He proceeds to gently and thoroughly lather my bush. He then flicks open a straight razor and begins to slowly and expertly shave me. He's the consummate professional taking great care, never once touching me inappropriatly. After I'm completely bald, he takes a warm lightly moist towel and clears away all remnants of the shave. After removing the towel, he places a hand on either thigh and begins to give my pussy a slow sensual fucking using only his tongue. Once I'm completely spent, he gently puts my panties back on and leads me to the door. I place a hundred dollar bill in his hand and give it a small squeeze already wet again thinking about my next visit once my bush has returned.