Brushing hair is such a calming thing to do. Once you’ve gotten started and got rid of all the tangles, then it’s a matter of setting up a rhythm ...nd keep going. You’re supposed to do a hundred brush strokes, but I don’t count anymore. I keep going until it’s time to stop. One time I brushed Liz’s hair for her like that and when I stopped, she said “Exactly one hundred strokes. I was counting to see if you did it right!” That was a surprise, I hadn’t been counting. I brushed until it was time. He asked me if i was gay and i responded no im bi. i asked him would you like me to jerk off your cock for you for driving me home. he smiled and said please if you could.i moved my hand up to his crotch and started rubbing. i slowly unzipped his pants and put my hand into his jeans. i felt the outline of his cock through his underwear it was getting hard in my hand. i kept rubbing his cock until it was hard and pushed its way out of his fly. he had this nice size black vainly cock. i wrapped. I suggest we use our fighters, bombers and heavy fighters to attack the Ghangan and keep our distance and be prepared to withdraw should they produce a surprise.”“Agreed. I will have our heavy fighter squadrons summoned and order an attack. We’ll also commit our destroyers to give close support,” Tissimla nodded.Supreme Admiral Neevoo cursed as the enemy appeared reluctant to take the bait dangled in front of them. Most of his invective was aimed at his Ghangan ‘allies’ whose idea of setting an. She stood there in his heavy robe, a slight smile on her face. Quickly she reached up to place a finger against his lips before he could speak, a smile on her wind burned cheeks. Somehow, someway she had found her way here. Without thought he took her hand in his and pressed it to his lips, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. Her fingers were icy. He reached toward her and laid his warm hand upon her cheek, tracing the line of her chin as she leaned her head into him. The came together.