At first, I wasn’t exactly sure what to expect from my new hair stylist. I’m always a little bit leery when I try someone new. A girlfriend of mine highly recommended this guy and assured me that I was in very capable hands. She made this sort of sexy sigh as she referred to his “magic hands.” Her naughty little smile and look in her eyes was more than enough to both intrigue and excite me. Besides, her hair always looks amazing and it seems that every single time she has been at his salon she seriously glows! I wanted a some of what she was getting and I wanted it bad. Some pampering, the royal treatment from a man who obviously appreciated women and positively lived to please them as well.
When I arrived he led me to the back and showed me to a private dressing room where I slipped into a little sheer black robe. Already I was feeling relaxed and somewhat thrilled at the same time. I couldn’t help but notice his constant gaze on my long,golden strands. “You have such beautiful long wavy hair Chloe, come over here and let me shampoo you. Sinking way down in my chair I arched my back, tilted my head back and let the warm water trickle gently down. Then he touched me and I felt the very magic my girlfriend was talking about. It was like the most sensually erotic thing I have ever experienced, it made me tingle all over. And, just when I thought I would melt I felt his magic hands find their way to my tight, wet love canal. The experience was more than orgasmic and far to incredible for words.
Moaning for more,
Creamy Chloe
