We had a secret word.If that was uttered we would immediately stop. She remained silent and that gave me the encouragement to continue. I pushed my gi...lfriend's head back down on my cock and told the man to kneel down next to her. He seemed a little hesitant. "Do it now" I demanded. At this he spoke for the first time. "Yes sir" he said and knelt down next to my girlfriend. "Now for being a naughty bitch spank her ass." "Yes sir" he replied and raised his hand and brought it down right in the. . like the state."Even though I only came over to talk to her so that I could meet the blonde when she came back, I immediately liked her... "You are very pretty, Georgia-like-the-state."She laughed and put her hand on my arm. Yes, a good start indeed."Thank you. So, what do you do, Steve?" I work for a internet company. I do programming." Shit, the hand on my arm was gone. She must think I'm either boring as hell or two-steps from a layoff. I don't know why I wanted to impress her. It wasn't. Insteadit had been replaced by a different feeling. A warm and entirelyunexpected feeling. What was happening to him was NICE. He was still alittle nervous, but he was actually beginning to enjoy the experience ofhaving his hair set. The physical sensation of his hair being rolled andDawn's presence, touch and verbal interaction were all combining to giveRyan a sensation, feeling and experience unlike anything he had everfelt before.As Ryan continued to observe in the mirror, Dawn used another. Just like I had imagined, he stood up in shock and also just like I imagined in instinctively fell to my knees before him. My hands trembled as I began to towel him off as I apologized. My heart was pounding as I moved my hand to his crotch. He tried to stop me, saying it’s not necessary and to stop, but I couldn’t. I had to touch his cock or at least try. As if in slow motion, my hand brushed his crotch. I let my fingers part and feel for his manhood through the thin paper towel. Time stood.