Courtney does an amazing job with my hair. What makes it more pleasurable is we flirt with each other, and she always wears these tight shirts, these ...hings make it appear like her pert breast are just going to poke out and say hello. She is a stunning blonde, sexier than any blonde in Hollywood.I ventured to her house one day, needed a hair cut and a friendly voice. I had been on a dry streak the last few weeks, and outside of visiting a few sites, hadn't seen action. As Courtney is trimming. "Burt sat forward, wishing he had the courage to intercede. But what couldhe say? The gaoler was right."I just wanna see im for a second," said Mavis."Aye," replied the gaoler. "But you ain't been listenin. If you had you'dknow that a mingy old slag like you ain't getting any further in ere thanthat." You can't talk to me like that."The gaoler approached her, leering. "I can talk to a whore anyway I damnwell please." Ey!" shouted Burt, scrambling up.The gaoler looked back at him.Burt grabbed. ”“In our world, it’s called arousal.”“Ah yes, I can feel it now. The pleasures of your world are so good.”“I guess your world is such a poor place without these feelings.”I removed her jacket and threw it on the floor and my eager hands immediately started squeezing her perfectly sized boobs through the bra. “Ah...” she closed her eyes for a moment. “Silly boy.”Under the pressure of my instincts that guided me through this paradise of pleasures, I unzipped her leather pants while my hands were. He climbed on top of her and inserted himself inside, pushing slowly but firmly. Her skull pressed against the headboard and her neck compressed as he drove forward, gathering pace and velocity. Her head began to sit upwards at the end-points of thrusts so it appeared she was nodding, beckoning Brian on, even if her eyes remained closed and the trail of saliva continued to droll down her chin. Brian frantically kissed and bit the top half of her body, exploring every mm2*, and felt himself.