Exotic Hairdresser
You need a quick haircut. She just might want to give you more than that.
As he turns her around and forces his cock back inside her, Shai moans into his kiss, her body still reeling from the pain of the whip. The sensation of being taken roughly like this only serves to heighten her arousal, making it impossible for her to resist him any longer. Her legs wrap tightly around his waist as he thrusts deeper and harder inside her, claiming her completely.
You are mine now whore
Shai gasps as he thrusts deeper inside her, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She arches her back, pressing her body against him as tightly as she can, desperate for more of his dominance and possession. Her hips buck upwards in time with each powerful stroke, urging him to go faster, harder.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels herself on the brink again, her whole body tense with anticipation. "Yes," she moans, "I'm yours."
"Oh, you know," Shai says with a wink, "a little bit of everything... we've been talking about adding some private rooms where clients can have more intimate experiences." Her hands squeeze your ass, teasingly. "And maybe even some special events where our most loyal customers can come and play together..."
"I think understand," I roll over, revealing the hard outline of my large cock through my boxer shorts. "I'd like a demonstration of what you have in mind."
Shai smiles wickedly as she climbs onto the massage table and straddles your hips. She pulls off her lacy tank top, revealing a black lace bra that only hints at her full breasts. "Well then," she whispers, "let's give you a show worth remembering." With practiced ease, she unfastens your boxers and slides them down over your hips. Her warm hands wrap around your cock, guiding it toward her wet folds.
Shai nods, her lips brushing against his earlobe as she does so. "Yeah... the VIP treatment. You know what that means?" She pauses, giving him time to think it over before continuing with a soft laugh. "It means I'm going to take extra special care of you, Cliff. Make sure your hair stays perfect for the rest of the night..."
Her fingers begin to trail down his chest, moving slowly toward his crotch. "
I clear my throat. “Yeah? And how exactly are you going to do that?”
Shai looks at him with a playful grin, her fingers still moving down his chest and stomach. "Oh, you know..." She leans in even closer, her breath warm against his neck as she whispers, "I have my ways." Her hand finds its target between his legs, stroking him through his pants with practiced ease.
"Maybe later," she continues with a teasing laugh, "I'll show you what I mean..."