He set the perfume back on the counter, and as he did so, his hair swept down on either side of his face. Instinctively, Tim reached up to brush the h...ir back, then froze. He looked up with a start, into the mirror."What..." he exclaimed to himself as he stared at the face looking back at him from the mirror. It was his face, but his hair was wrong. It wasn't wavy, or sandy-blonde. Or conservatively short. His hair seemed to have a slight reddish tint - strawberry blonde? In the front,. "N...No, Mistress didn't say I could." he said softly, not moving. She chuckled. "Tell you what: would you rather jerk off now or let your Mistress suck you off later?" she asked him, her hands applying the shampoo in his hair. She eagerly anticipated his response as the seconds ticked by while she washed his hair, then saw him remove his hand.Laura couldn't help but chuckle again. So predictable, Slave Jan. she thought."A... Am I clean enough, Mistress?" Jan whispered.She grabbed the shower. I had figured on finding a hard cock but all I felt was a small lump or something. I pulled his fingers from my pussy and I gave his fingers a quick licking with my tongue before letting them go. I sat back down on the toilet as I took his pants down. I could see that he did have a boner pushing his under wear out but not much of a one. I pulled his underwear down and this cute tiny hard cock sprang out from under them. It wasnt even four inches if that. To be truthful with you it was the. She said she was pretty sure he was beating off to her ass from the window as she weeded the garden in her short shorts and bathing suit top. I knew he need a weekly cleaner and garden help now that she was gone, so I picked out a real sexy outfit for the interview and got myself pumped up to make some money. I picked out a nice summer combo of super tight short shorts and a sheer plunging top. I stuffed my DD tits into a C cup bra that shoved my cleavage up and squished my boobs so the.