He knew the rules and didn't want to gethis mother angry at him and ruin whatever she had in store next.He was learning quickly that Norma was a maste... of the erotic andwhatever her next surprise was, it would be worth denying himselfthe risk of an impetuous moment.Looking at his mother's breasts, which in her present position madethem flatten out and appear that she didn't have any breasts atall, he saw that the nipples had returned to their normal stateand the large areolae had once again. Seeing me at the door – he must have decided he needed the one last job and let me in. He introduced himself at “Boots.” Boots asked me what I was looking for and I told him a shampoo and a feathered cut. He suggested we go into the teaching area so that no one else would think he was open. He flipped the “open” sign to “closed” and locked the door… then led me to the back room.Inside the teaching room was a nice leather couch that faced a beautiful antique barber chair. The chair stood. I flicked her clit and tickled her hole with my fingers.I gently pushed one finger in her pussy, it slipped into her tight hole with ease. I licked my finger as it came out so I could get a proper taste. It tasted so good. I slipped another finger in, Julie moaned and I knew it wouldn't take long for her to gush all over my face, I wanted to drink it all and make sure none of it went to waste.I gradually parted her hole so much that I could get my tongue right the way in. My dick was about. Sex is almost always simmering in the back of my mind, affecting everything I say and do.At this point in time, I was wriggling my ass in my chair every other moment. I do it when I get excited. I do it when my master gives me a look. I do it involuntarily, like a tail.He caught my eye as I was listening to two friends swap related experiences.He patted his lap and said in a low voice, "C'mere."I was out of my chair quickly and smiling. No sooner had I gotten to my feet, I was on my knees at.