Dion had immigrated to Texas from New York and Palermo, Italy, before that. His accent was thick, to the point of being unintelligible. You sometimes ...ad to know Italian to understand what he was saying when he went off in a rant. He was opinionated, but then, what barber isn't. There was never a dull moment at Dion's shop. One of the highlights of a trip to Dion's was the hot towel treatment. You got to lie back while Dion put a hot wet Turkish towel on your face. This usually was to soften. “That sounds good to me,” she said with a lewd grin. “I can have you all to myself without worrying about erasing the evidence or getting back to the office. She’s really okay with that?”I nodded. “She spent most of the weekend with Brad, so they’ve moved past the point where they keep it within office hours. I think she’s hoping that me being occupied will give her more opportunity to spend time with him.”“Yeah, you mentioned that,” she nodded. “She didn’t bring Brad to your fight, did she?. She knew her nipples would soon be stiff from rubbing against the fabric of her dress and that her pussy juices would probably run down her thighs, but she didn't care. She was just finishing her make-up when he arrived to pick her up."Wow, you look absolutely gorgeous!" Ted exclaimed, staring helplessly at her jutting tits. They bulged seductively out of the low V-neck of her dress, and he had an overwhelming desire to just reach out and squeeze them as the gorgeous woman took his hands and. She is usually well dolled up and wears a figure hugging business suit with a bit of cleavage and boy the day she wears her glasses. She is one hot mummy.It was on a busy day back from work. The train was unusually packed. Got into the train amidst the groans and stepping on toes. Looked up and I see the back of a woman looked down and I was like I know this ass. Heart started raising a little bit and with that raise my cock started waking up and could feel the bulge in my pants.I don’t know.