"I'll take care of Bob here and we'll be good to go."Next to bartenders, I think barbers are probably the next best listeners in the world. Maybe even...better than shrinks. They hear all kinds of stories, theories, local news, and outright fabrications in the course of a day, and usually have to remain pretty stoic and neutral. I don't think barbers have politics or religion. If they do, my experience is that they usually keep it to themselves. Wouldn't do much for business to be a right-wing. This is my first real sex experience which happened 10days before. Usually i go to the gym on daily basis at the evening but from 1st April I’ve changed my timing to morning (6 to 8AM) because of my study schedule. On the 5th day this incident had happened. When I was busy with my exercise I heard the frightened voice of a woman who was shouting for help. Then I went there and saw Agrawal aunty (who live in our colony) was shouting for help fell on the floor. Immediately I helped her to home. He had not seen her in two weeks and was not allowed to cum without her. And now that he was here with her she still wouldn’t let him cum - he literally wanted to cry. Now she was sucking his cock - actually sucking it; something he would never have dreamed to aspire to. Her soft lips and warm mouth made him shiver and shake. His cock was oozing precum - it had been oozing for quite some time now and he was afraid he would explode any second. “Please…” he begged through gritted teeth, “Please. It smelled like stale cum; plus the owner let it slip about what was happening and about 40 people showed up to watch. It took us six hours to get the scene shot and then we had to fake the pop. The poor bastard couldn't do it. Anyway, I saw you and thought I'd say hi." Hi," Adam replied. He wasn't sure why the girl was still walking beside him."Done anything interesting lately?" she asked."I worked with Sahara again yesterday," Adam replied. "'Best Breasts in the West.' It went well. I am.