Cheered up, enjoying the spring sun, I opened the door and heard the familiar ringing of the bells that greet the newcomer. Light-footed and elegant, Lydia immediately floated up and indicated to me that she was on her last legs with a customer and that I should please have a seat. Before I did this, I threw a look, as I always do, at the framed certificate behind the cash desk, in which majestically in old German writing the passing of the master's examination for my Lydia was documented.
Lydia was in her sixties, a lot older than me. Through a very disciplined lifestyle, as she once revealed, she had kept a graceful figure. Her shoulder-length hair had a reddish tint. She had a slight overbite which gave her a very cute smile. It was a Saturday around 1pm, I needed a haircut and was supposed to be Lydia's last client before the well-deserved weekend...
After mischievously browsing the latest gossip about the love life of the rich and famous in a People magazine and the recommendation of the previous customer, an elderly woman with tinted highlights, I took my seat. Lydia brought me a glass of water and started washing my hair. The temperature of the water was perfect, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warmth on my head. Lydia gently massaged the shampoo onto my hair and skin, gently stroking the foam out of my ears several times, sending a sweet shiver through my body. It could have gone on indefinitely. But finally, Lydia gently lifted my head out of the sink with both hands and stroked my hair back, sliding her hand over my forehead as well.
Almost dazed by this sensual experience and the unexpected caresses from Lydia, I sat down in the armchair by the mirror. I removed my glasses to allow Lydia free access to my temples. The haircut began and I joined in the usual conversation about the weather and news of city life. A few times, lying in bed at night and stroking my abdomen, I had imagined an encounter with a naked Lydia. When I heard her melodious voice and felt her subtle perspiration when she held the scissors close to my side, I was overcome with excitement. I hadn't had an orgasm in a week due to the stress of weekday work, but now I felt increasing pressure in my penis. my mind went wild a boldness came over my mind. I became courageous, also because I could no longer see my Lydia clearly without glasses. Suddenly, as we were discussing the development of a nearby shopping street, I asked Lydia how long the Orion shop at the intersection had existed. Lydia faltered and had to pull herself together, none of our chats had ever been so intimate. She replied that the shop has existed for two months. Suddenly she continued to talk about a health food store that had also just opened. I smiled to myself, my test balloon was a complete success. since when the Orion shop at the crossing has existed. Lydia faltered and had to pull herself together, none of our chats had ever been so intimate. She replied that the shop has existed for two months. Suddenly she continued to talk about a health food store that had also just opened. I smiled to myself, my test balloon was a complete success. since when the Orion shop at the crossing has existed. Lydia faltered and had to pull herself together, none of our chats had ever been so intimate. She replied that the shop has existed for two months. Suddenly she continued to talk about a health food store that had also just opened. I smiled to myself, my test balloon was a complete success.
So it wasn't long before I took the opportunity to try the next stimulus. When she stated that a lot of hair had been removed this time, I casually replied that I hadn't made it to her earlier because my penile foreskin had been surgically removed and it took me a few weeks to recover. Silence. Now it was my turn to put on the glasses to examine Master's work. The first thing I saw was her green eyes, which looked at me penetratingly. her complexion was flushed, her breathing seemed to be getting faster...
Now it was time to blow dry the hair. To my surprise, she whispered close to my ear if I wanted a scalp massage as a parting. I swallowed. Lydia had never whispered to me before, her voice suddenly taking on the timbre of darkness. Was she also a master of head massage?
Oh yeah. Her slender fingertips rubbed my scalp amazingly hard, accompanied by occasional stroking across my forehead and neck, sliding her hands a little deeper into my sweater. My starving cock was throbbing wildly in my pants, Lydia couldn't miss the bulge. In my increasing horniness, I raised my pelvis in my seat so that Lydia could feast on the bulge that was becoming even bigger. Now I went all out and fiddled with the pants button until my cock jumped out at an angle like a stretched spring. The glans posed dark red in all its glory. At the same time, I reached back with one arm and groped wildly for Lydia's ass and crotch. I went "all in", anything could happen, a slap in the face wouldn't have surprised me. But just as furiously Lydia tore her clothes in front of her body, turned the chair around and crouched in front of my cock with a lustful look. She wasn't shaved. Her reddish armpit hair and her bear made me infinitely horny. She took my penis in her mouth and blew inside me, in between caressing my shaft with her tongue. Finally she sat on me and rode me. Her nipples stood out. She put her hands behind her head, which I took as an opportunity to close her sweaty armpit hair Her nipples stood out. She put her hands behind her head, which I took as an opportunity to close her sweaty armpit hair Her nipples stood out. She put her hands behind her head, which I took as an opportunity to close her sweaty armpit hair*****n . Her sweet upper lip curled in ecstasy. I ******* off into her, she rode me further until a convulsive convulsion, in which liquid spilled onto my abdomen. We blissfully embraced our naked bodies and kissed.
Lydia was in her sixties, a lot older than me. Through a very disciplined lifestyle, as she once revealed, she had kept a graceful figure. Her shoulder-length hair had a reddish tint. She had a slight overbite which gave her a very cute smile. It was a Saturday around 1pm, I needed a haircut and was supposed to be Lydia's last client before the well-deserved weekend...
After mischievously browsing the latest gossip about the love life of the rich and famous in a People magazine and the recommendation of the previous customer, an elderly woman with tinted highlights, I took my seat. Lydia brought me a glass of water and started washing my hair. The temperature of the water was perfect, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the warmth on my head. Lydia gently massaged the shampoo onto my hair and skin, gently stroking the foam out of my ears several times, sending a sweet shiver through my body. It could have gone on indefinitely. But finally, Lydia gently lifted my head out of the sink with both hands and stroked my hair back, sliding her hand over my forehead as well.
Almost dazed by this sensual experience and the unexpected caresses from Lydia, I sat down in the armchair by the mirror. I removed my glasses to allow Lydia free access to my temples. The haircut began and I joined in the usual conversation about the weather and news of city life. A few times, lying in bed at night and stroking my abdomen, I had imagined an encounter with a naked Lydia. When I heard her melodious voice and felt her subtle perspiration when she held the scissors close to my side, I was overcome with excitement. I hadn't had an orgasm in a week due to the stress of weekday work, but now I felt increasing pressure in my penis. my mind went wild a boldness came over my mind. I became courageous, also because I could no longer see my Lydia clearly without glasses. Suddenly, as we were discussing the development of a nearby shopping street, I asked Lydia how long the Orion shop at the intersection had existed. Lydia faltered and had to pull herself together, none of our chats had ever been so intimate. She replied that the shop has existed for two months. Suddenly she continued to talk about a health food store that had also just opened. I smiled to myself, my test balloon was a complete success. since when the Orion shop at the crossing has existed. Lydia faltered and had to pull herself together, none of our chats had ever been so intimate. She replied that the shop has existed for two months. Suddenly she continued to talk about a health food store that had also just opened. I smiled to myself, my test balloon was a complete success. since when the Orion shop at the crossing has existed. Lydia faltered and had to pull herself together, none of our chats had ever been so intimate. She replied that the shop has existed for two months. Suddenly she continued to talk about a health food store that had also just opened. I smiled to myself, my test balloon was a complete success.
So it wasn't long before I took the opportunity to try the next stimulus. When she stated that a lot of hair had been removed this time, I casually replied that I hadn't made it to her earlier because my penile foreskin had been surgically removed and it took me a few weeks to recover. Silence. Now it was my turn to put on the glasses to examine Master's work. The first thing I saw was her green eyes, which looked at me penetratingly. her complexion was flushed, her breathing seemed to be getting faster...
Now it was time to blow dry the hair. To my surprise, she whispered close to my ear if I wanted a scalp massage as a parting. I swallowed. Lydia had never whispered to me before, her voice suddenly taking on the timbre of darkness. Was she also a master of head massage?
Oh yeah. Her slender fingertips rubbed my scalp amazingly hard, accompanied by occasional stroking across my forehead and neck, sliding her hands a little deeper into my sweater. My starving cock was throbbing wildly in my pants, Lydia couldn't miss the bulge. In my increasing horniness, I raised my pelvis in my seat so that Lydia could feast on the bulge that was becoming even bigger. Now I went all out and fiddled with the pants button until my cock jumped out at an angle like a stretched spring. The glans posed dark red in all its glory. At the same time, I reached back with one arm and groped wildly for Lydia's ass and crotch. I went "all in", anything could happen, a slap in the face wouldn't have surprised me. But just as furiously Lydia tore her clothes in front of her body, turned the chair around and crouched in front of my cock with a lustful look. She wasn't shaved. Her reddish armpit hair and her bear made me infinitely horny. She took my penis in her mouth and blew inside me, in between caressing my shaft with her tongue. Finally she sat on me and rode me. Her nipples stood out. She put her hands behind her head, which I took as an opportunity to close her sweaty armpit hair Her nipples stood out. She put her hands behind her head, which I took as an opportunity to close her sweaty armpit hair Her nipples stood out. She put her hands behind her head, which I took as an opportunity to close her sweaty armpit hair*****n . Her sweet upper lip curled in ecstasy. I ******* off into her, she rode me further until a convulsive convulsion, in which liquid spilled onto my abdomen. We blissfully embraced our naked bodies and kissed.
No comments:
Post a Comment