"She leads me to a chair and sits me down and says, "Well how do youwant your hair done?"I don't have the foggiest; if it were my choice I would leave...it alone.I say, "Ask my sister I don't know feminine hair styles. Sandra can youhelp me?"She came up and showed her a picture out of her seventeen magazine of areally cute girl my age and said, "He begged me to have his hair donethis way and can you style Michelle hair like this?"It was about the most feminine hairstyle she could fine.The stylist. He teased me rotten, slowly putting the head of his penis in, then withdrawing, only to go a half inch deeper, withdrawing, and repeating the process. I was whimpering with frustration by the time his whole seven inches was inside me, filling and stretching my love tunnel as he started to fuck me, slowly. I couldn’t help but marvel at his technique. Even though his was only the third cock I’d had, and mine the first real pussy he’d fucked I could tell he was a natural. Instead of giving me a. "No?" She took a step closer to me. "I've thought about this, Bobby. You're very smooth. I thought the innocent act was fake at first, but now I'm not so sure. I want to believe you're exactly who you act like, but..."Her eyes were suddenly steady on my face. "Are you a virgin, Bobby?"I had never been asked that question by a woman either. I had to swallow twice before I could get my mouth to work."I guess so," I said. I could feel my face turning red. Now she was going to think of me as a. We washed each other off, dried each other and got dressed. There were not going to be any hard dicks till this evening.After we got dressed we made breakfast. He makes a wicked omelet. It was Sunday, so we went and lifted for a couple hours. We did it in the nude like we had said we would, and then we both showered off and got dressed again. We did the grocery shopping after lifting and went back to my place. After we put the groceries away we made dinner, and were ready to settle in to.