She looked around briefly, not sure what to say, and took in a surprisingly large and comfortable bedroom with an attached bath. “Uh...” she start...d.“Mrs. Jenson mentioned you might be dropping by,” he said with a grin. “I gather you are in need of some help?”“Er, yes, she said that you’re the finest barber in town,” stumbled from Anita’s lips.Reeves reached up and rubbed his own bald pate. “You wouldn’t think so to look at me, but I do have some talent in the area.” Striding across the room,. I am so wet…A finger is on my clit…it feels so good…rubbing gently in slow circles, the little mound swelling…I have to rub harder, faster…oh the pleasure!My back is arching, my hips rising as if to take in a lover and for a moment I think about asking Alex to join with me, to put his cock into my cunt, to fuck me into oblivion. But I know that probably wouldn’t work so rather than risk spoiling the event I return to my own masturbation.I am rubbing fast and hard now, each breath becoming a. This time I stayed in position inside her, my penis softening but staying inside.“How long can you stay, Hannah?”, I asked.Hannah smiled.“I told Alex I was going to go swimming and to the gym after work,” she whispered. “I might have to make it a long swim.”“Tell me Hannah,” I said, “Have you ever actually been to Northumberland?”.Hannah chuckled. “I passed through it once on my way to Scotland for a family wedding – that’s all. It looked nice, and I thought I’d visit one day. Not done so as. "I countered with, "Maybe he has an older brother."The noise finally stopped and soon we heard the shower running. When it stopped my wife said, "If they start up again, we're out of here!"I walked over to the front door and opened and closed it with a bang. After a while they both came downstairs. We were drinking coffee, but they saw the fast-food remains on the kitchen table. The young man, all of 6-4, said his goodbyes, kissed my daughter on the cheek, and hurried out the front door. .