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"She Knew"

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I enjoy feeling her fingers running through my hair.

The gentle touch and soft voice of the hairdresser soothes and arouses.

My erection begins with her ministrations.

A colleague calls her to the telephone.

Covered in a sheet, I unzip my jeans, tug out my swollen cock and stroke it.

My lady glances across at me while on the phone, smirking.

Her call ends and she returns to my side. Leaning close, smiling, she whispers, “Naughty boy. Book the last session next time and I’ll do that for you. Now put it away before I remove the sheet.”

 

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Written by restless_stroker
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