"Look, Mister, I can give you a loose business man's cut. If I try anything else, it's going to look botched. Your hair is thicker than barbed wire an...d twice as tough."Oh hell, just cut it any which way you think will look good in town. I'm the new marshal, Harley Duran." Well, I'll be." the barber exclaimed. "I want to thank you for running that dead beat son of a bitch out of town. He never paid me a cent, ever." Well, I'll always pay you. But I'll shoot you if you mess up my hair." The. We fell into each other's arms at that point, and started cuddling. It did eventually lead to sex that night, though not on the sofa. I wouldn't have been comfortable there, not knowing all the action it had seen earlier in the day. The sex we had that night wasn't the mad passionate sort we had shared the night before. Instead it was a loving, caring, considerate, sharing, sort of lovemaking. Sometimes that's the best kind.Next week's poker party was going to be at Pete's house, and I knew. I swallow hard and reply with quivering words, “If I can’t fuck you yet. I want you to fuck me with your voice.”He makes me wait for his reply to my request. I have learned to wait for him. My cunt gets wetter in the silence.“Slip out of your clothes, and lay down on your bed. The one I ache to share with you,” he orders, the ache in his voice doesn't lessen the authority with which he speaks his words.Slipping the thin straps of my orange silk dress off my shoulders, it falls to the floor.. She asked me for clothes I said it’s a nude shoot after some time she called my name and said she won’t be comfortable I tried to convince her at last she came out. As soon as I told her ki in your first shoot your boobs will be covered by hair and pussy by your hand and she was looking damn sexy. She has a figure of 36-30-34 (I asked her for photo shoot purpose). This went on for an hour and I was getting a hard on she saw that and started laughing to see someone getting restless. I was.