He saw me hesitate, then I felt his hand on my side, slipping under the barber's gown, sliding over my chest. I didn't stop him. I didn't say anything... He wrapped his other hand around my neck, feeling my cheek, and pulled closer. He brought his face near mine, and finally I reacted, telling him, uh, no. But I didn't push him away, or move his hands. He pulled away on his own and smiled at me, then finished the haircut.When he finished I tried to pay him. He said he had enjoyed talking to me.. I had the drink with Jed and he was telling me storiez one of the reason why i like older men so much they have such good storiez to share all the time. He laid me back and gently stroked my pussy I bet you gettin some sore by now and I assure him I was still ok to enjoy what he had to share with me though I did wince and groan rather loudly as he entered me ooh gezzz he took his time slowly working in and out of me driving me crazy since the booze was working more then it should have been I. Familiar melodies were accompanied by unfamiliar mechanical rhythms. Yet, after hearing them, one would not think to question their harmony with each other. Many strings filled the air gracefully, while industrial drums kept them from floating too high.The silence had ushered the four over to the two couches in the living room. Sophia and her boyfriend had chosen to sit on the couch closer to the middle of the room, while the other two planted themselves on the one against the wall. It was not. He stops though; he pulls his cock from my mouth. I give one final suck on his thick cock. I want to tease him, tasting all that I can when he removes himself from my mouth. “ You've got a beautiful mouth, my sweet pet.” He says as he moves down towards my face again. He slips off the blindfold from my eyes. I blink a few times adjusting to the light. It is dim in the room, candles and a side table light on. The glow in the room dances lightly off our skin. He comes towards me kissing me.