”The barber answered, “You could do it yourself.”Ed laughed and slapped his knee. He said, “I wouldn’t show up with a smooth face. I’d sho... up bleeding from a thousand cuts.”The barber laughed and said, “That’ll be fifteen bucks.”Ed pulled out a twenty and handed it to the barber. He said, “Keep the change.”Leaving the barbershop feeling like a million bucks, he stopped by the bar for a drink. He stepped up to a stool at the bar and waited for Shirley to come over. She noticed him and asked,. All I wanted was for that tongue not to stop. My eyes began tearing from shame and inner conflict as I felt an orgasm building. How could I let that happen? How could I not? I had tried to fight and failed. It didn’t seem like I had any choice, and the pressure – the pleasure being forced upon me – was relentless.Then it stopped. The hands released me. The tongue began to trail up over my mound to my belly. Frantically I looked down, a protest on my lips. I don’t know whether I would have made. .. 2... 1.He burst into the living room, knife in hand and a crazed look in his eye. She looked up wide-eyed. She sat up on the couch, half nude, chest still fully exposed and shivering."Don't move. I won't hurt you if you don't try any funny shit, okay?" What do you want? Money? Look, you can take the money, it's in my bottom drawer, and you can have all the electronics, just please don't hurt me..." I don't want your money..." his voice trailed off."Look, just take what you want and go! Leave. She took her keys out, unlocked the door, leaned in and gave me a deep kiss, told me good night and open the door and walked in. I stood on the door step, told her good night and she turned around, dropped her purse on the ground and bite her lips looking at me before walking the two steps back to me and immediatelly grabbed my dick through my jeans. I grabbed her hand and told her it was my turn to have some fun and slipped my other hand under her legging and started to rub her pussy. I could.