She said whenever she had man problems, she treated herself to a new hairstyle, to give herself a lift -- sort of a fresh start. So, she trimmed my ha...r and gave me a perm." Did it give you a lift?" It took my mind off it ... for a little while. What do you think of it?" Do you want my honest opinion?"Her lip trembled. "Yes? No? Maybe..." I love it." You're not just saying that?" I'm not. I absolutely love it. Your hair is your most striking feature. When you've got it -- flaunt it. I love how. It was perfection.Those that had already came and finished a brandy and a cigar and thought they might want to try for round two would come to the side of me and push their cocks into my mouth. I happily slurped on them and moaned as I took them into my throat. When they were hard again, they would take the place of one of the men finishing inside of me and keep going.I was amazed, I didn’t even feel sore. I felt nothing but pleasure.One man wanted me bounced hard on his cock and slapped my. I sometimes leave some on my back, where I can't see." She pushed her butt at me, and I pretended to be looking at her back. "Looks okay, yeah." No, you've got to see if my skin squeaks or feels yucky slimy. Just touch me there."I gulped again, and quickly ran my hand across her back. Smooth, warm and wet, I thought I'd cum. The temptation to drop my hand down, and caress one of her delicious looking ass cheeks, was overwhelming, but I fought against it. "Yep, soap free," I said,. That was a feeling I simply couldn't afford right now. To initiate a move and fail before I'd even got fairly started, especially in front of the woman I loved, would be more of a blow than my always fragile self-esteem could stand. I was already in waters well above my head, with my life recently in dire peril twice—I had no doubt at all that, Cesar Romero's promises notwithstanding, I'd have been dead a split second after handing him the flash drive he was after—and I needed to be at the peak.