She then put the bonnetover my head and told me I would take close to an hour to dry and if Iwanted she told me she would do my nails. I was not sure ...hy but I did notargue with her, the warmth from the dryer had me feeling quite relaxed; Iclosed my eyes so I could picture the style Terri would be creating. Mythoughts turned back to the days when I would watch my sister Sarah takeout her curlers from her hair and then proceed to form it into a beautifulcomb-out, I liked it when she teased her. Why jack off when I can get as close to feeling like I’m having sex as I can, without really doing it.I was up early on Saturday. I had the pool cleaned, grass cut, leaves blown and even washed all the cars, including the Lotus. Not having to go to school had me so relaxed that I even vacuumed them all out as well.It is nice to not have to need to fight with cords to use the electric power tools.By ten I had showered and headed to visit Trudy since she had been keeping her distance lately. Her. My thanks to Erik Thread for his invaluable advice. * CHAPTER ONE Many people had heard of Toni Berwick. She was the new sensation of the Ballet, a young dancer in the classic mode who was thrilling the critics with her poise and skills. Even I had heard of her. I did lift my eyes from the laboratory bench from time to time, a break from the constant research that absorbed me. In those fleeting breaks I would catch up with the news and find time for friends. So yes, I had heard of this. I stood motionless gripping her hips tightly as my cock convulsed for several minutes. I cant remember ever having come so hard or so long. I never knew my dear friend felt this way about me all these years. With each throb of my ejaculation Rhoda squeezed me and milked me. She kept squeezing and contracting her vagina on me until I was done. I guess she wanted every drop. I was drained as I slowly withdrew my still semi soft glistening penis from her still pulsing vagina. She slowly backed off.