Hair Cut

Thor

After washing her nether lips for a long while, I used warm, fresh water on the cloth to rinse the soap away. As I rubbed, I felt little tremors ripple through her body....
 
Missy

the things this man does with a washcloth, i let out a long gasp, pleasure rippling through me building.
 
Thor

I reached for my most delicate scissors and knelt before my "client." With one hand resting gently on a hip, I began to trim her dark hair. I snipped to within about a quarter inch - slowly and carefully.......
 
Missy

i hear the soft snip of the scissors, trying not to move. I'm nervous excited and wondering where this will lead to next.
 
Thor

The last snip...I was finished. I reached for the washcloth again. I dipped it in the still warm water, and ran it between her legs. Her nether lips were puffy; swollen.
 
Missy

My eyes flashed open, seeing my nipples hard, his hand sliding across with the washcloth. the words sprang from my lips before a could stop them. "does it look good enough to eat?" my face turned red
 
Thor

......a grin washed over my face. "Missy, it is a repast fit for a god. My tongue is hard, just contemplating it."

Suiting action to words, I slipped forward and let my tongue slip over her newly trimmed lips.......
 
Missy

a soft gasp passed my lips as he suited actions to words. oh i hoped more than his tongue was hard. I let the covering slide away revealing my entire body. I purred with delight, my mind imagining all the possibilities the chair provided as I reveled in the talent of his tongue.
 
Thor

I let the very tip play a sensuous dance on her newly trimmed lips. I knew that they must be super sensitive. I could almost feel the electric jolts run through her body. I carefully avoided her pleasure button; wanting her to be just on the edge...release a hairbreadth away.
 
Missy

he knew what he was doing and I let myself bask in the pleasure of his tongue
 
Thor

....as the tip of my tongue darted and explored, my fingertips brushed the back of her thighs. I could feel the very fine hair on her skin as my fingers wove a sensuous path over her legs. I brushed her thighs; touching, but oh so lightly.......
 
Missy

a soft hesitant purr escapes my lips, fingers gripping the arms of chair as he keep me posed on the brink so skillfully.
 
Thor

My fingers inched - teased - slowly higher on her inner thighs. With the gentlest pressure her inner pink lips were exposed - glistening in the light. I looked up as my tongue caressed the soft, wet petals....
 
It was a sweet torture my body aching, begging for release, I manage to gasp a soft plea, "Thor."
 
Thor

As my name slid from her lips I slipped her hood back and gently swirled it over her hard nub. The pea of passion was hard - lubricated by her juices...
 
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