"I laughed. "These guys are very snooty, but we're going to out-snoot them." Hunh?" I'm going to tell them you're a Yank here to see the Minister." Ch...rlie snorted."In here? This is a barbershop?" I think they'd prefer 'men's hair stylists'." Good morning, gentlemen." My American friend here has just flown in, can you gentlemen trim him up? He has meetings at the Yank consulate on Monday ... and at the Ministry." Of course, sir." He was very suave. "Might you turn, sir? ... Hmm. Daniel!" Yes,. I could feel her breath on my chest as she leant forward and her hands were slipping down between my legs and I could feel her fingers on my balls, I reckon she mush have been on tiptoes stretching down that far and after a minute or so she slowly brought her hands back up and I as her chest lifted from my face I opened my eyes to see the darkness of her nipples through the thin fabric of the cotton sports bra, she smiled when she saw my eyes open, “Now just relax sir” she said as I started to. My unknown voyeur whimpered and whined, “God, why'd you stop? I'm so fucking close.” Her words sent a current straight to my core. I closed my eyes and let the vibe press to my tender nub. Explosions of color and light suffused my closed lids as waves of pleasure coasted and crashed through my core. I could feel the edge approaching like an out of control freight train. I groaned and gasped, breathless 'fucks' exploding on the exhales. Outside the stall, my unintended partner mewled, the. He clutched a chair for support. ‘God, Karen, that feels heavenly!’ he crooned, his hands tangling in her hair, pulling her face against him. ‘I never knew I could feel like this!’ he groaned, hips thrusting frantically, fucking his cock into her mouth. As he watched his aunt suck the minister’s cock, Tommy gripped his young, hard cock in his hand. He’d sure like to know what that felt like! If it felt half as good as it looked like it did, it would be awesome! ‘Karen! My word!’ Reverend.