Yeah ... Fuck you getonwithit you stupid cunt YEAHHHH!Twenty years later, a city, somewhere, 14:22:43 The neighbourhood barbershop- Yo, George!- Yo, B...b! The usual?- Yeah.- Gimme a minute to sweep up.- OK. - Bob replied and plopped down on the chair, cross legged.- Fuck, the itch! - one calf was immediately displayed and the scratchingof nails over hairy skin could be heard in the whole shop - fuck, feels sogood ... oooh ...George eyed Bob while cleaning up after his previous clients. She was. My eyes began rolling back in my head as he circled the tip, causing some pre-cum to leak out. He stroked his hand down my thick shaft and slowly but firmly brought it back to the top. It was exquisite torture.I decided to return the favor and reached my own hand down to encircle Nathanial. He broke our kiss and leaned his body away from mine, suddenly pushing me back against the sofa. I fell into an undignified heap upon the cushions. During this quick move, Nathanial was somehow able to. She had dark mysterious eyes to match, eyes that he thought could burn a hole right through you into your soul, or, if you were lucky, a certain knowing look from those deep dark eyes that could harden your cock within seconds.Coral’s penetrating eyes were accentuated by bold curving eyebrows that drew your gaze to those compelling dark eyes. She had a roundish face with a cute button nose and full dark lips, which could either turn up in an enchanting smile, or turn down in a menacing glower. I am SO proud of you and all that you did.”“I’m glad that you enjoyed it” she said, with a smile, “Now go jump in the shower and I’ll get dressed. Is this a beach day?”“It certainly is.” I replied as I walked into the bathroom.When I exited the bathroom, a few minutes later, and was still drying off, my wife was seated on the bad and wanted to chat. It seemed a bit serious, so I sat beside her.“Baby?” she started in a somewhat serious tone, “I do want to talk to you about something….”“Yes?” I.