New hair place

I started using a different hair place one time. Three people worked in there, one disappeared and when my turn was up it was a cute younger girl, blonde and wavy shoulder length hair, slim and cuuuute.

Also she was really chatty and bubbly, a delight! I have to admit she was flirting a little as we talked from topic to topic, where she hangs out and things she really enjoys doing.

I so looked forward to my hair needing another trim! And it occurred to me that she would like that too. She’d kiss me on the forehead while brushing her hands through my hair, encouraging me to kiss her firmly and take the lead. I wanted to lift her slight frame onto the barber’s chair, spread her legs and pull down her pants to her ankles and as I find a really hairy public area, brandish her electric razor in front of her and proceed to shave her with one hand, while the other is caressing her, down there, sometimes putting my middle finger half way inside her, she lets out a sweet groan. I kiss her with tongues sometimes and unexpectedly, her shaved hair dropping and scattered around the floor.