Trafficked Dog (Commission)
After her cold wash and rough handling with a hairdresser for curly hair, a mare in a red business skirt suit locked a leash around her collar. the woman was short for an equine, just an inch or two above celina if she stood on her toes.
Vulpine Confessions #9: Unexpected Pleasure - Accidental Vulpine Incest
(it was evident that the barber had enjoyed the view of mom's naughty bits and she wasn't sure if she should feel embarrassed, flattered or offended!
Full Moon Series: Lunar Soul - Chapter Four
"i am adolfo pirelli," the large bear began singing in his baratone voice, "da king of da barbers, da barber of kings, e buon giorno, good day, i blow you a kiss!"
The Law of Livestone
"the barber pole?" "yes." "i suppose you are going to tell me that doesn't have basis in anything, either." clarence laughed, "no, actually it does. keep walking, we'll be late. see, years ago barbers doubled as surgeons.
The Secret - Part 14
She complained about how she'd never have great grandchildren if her only grandchild was 'warped', and then she hauled me off to the barber as soon as i could change back into jeans and a t-shirt."
Freshman Year: Chapter 2 - Swim team tryout
Fresh from a visit to the hairdresser yesterday, where he got a slightly shorter and yet more full haircut that made his natural curls frame his face in what the hairdresser had called the 'most fetching way'.
Dire Consequences
He noticed his barber dime, then the fact that there were two. he picked one of them up, dropping it immediately. it left a burn mark on his fingertips. "owww!" "what's the matter?" "i tried to pick up my lucky dime and got burned!"
For You, My Love, Forever (Reupload)
The barber, happy to be done, climbed off the stage and returned to the anonymity of the crowd.
Horny boy (part 13)
While i enjoyed the show (ken and biff licking the feet of snow, while their underwear could not hide an obvious bulge), i picked up a brush (painter brush, not a barber brush) and showed it to snow.
The Quest for the Holy Dildo #19
You're the barber. i just sit back and relax," faniel said, leaning back and spreading her legs wide. sampson gulped, rubbed the soap between his hands, and applied it to faniel. | [!
Music to Their Ears
She even dashed away from the table and retrieved a small mirror from a cupboard along one side of the room, and beamed as she held it up over serling's face like a barber showing off their handiwork.
Strictly Business Part II
He was used to milfs and their wiles; his agent was a milf, his hairdresser a milf too. his face smelled like middle-aged mom ass more than it smelled like liquor most days.