As usual I was looking forward to getting my hair cut.

Why? Because my stylist is a hot, sexy, long-legged knockout, and we always flirt with each other. Angela has seductive eyes and a smile that could bring me to my knees.

I was Angela’s last appointment for the evening, and the only other person in the salon was leaving for the night. During my haircut, Angela complained of a sore neck and shoulders. After she was done, I offered to give her a massage. As I went at it, I started to kiss and lick her neck and ear lobe. One thing led to another, and we began making out. Our tongues were all over each other’s. She was driving me crazy. The makeout session alone was incredible.

My cock was hard and pulsing. I couldn’t get enough of her. I undid Angela’s jeans while she was still seated. She wore sage-colored satin thong panties. I gently eased my hand down her crotch and felt her silky-smooth, wet pussy. As I fingered her, Angela moaned and asked, “Do you want to eat my pussy?”

“Absolutely,” I said, and pulled down her jeans and thong, revealing her beautifully manicured twat. I kneeled down and buried my tongue between her legs. I licked gently while she watched my tongue worshipping her sweet pussy.

She said, “Oh, that feels so good, but I really want you to fuck me — now!”

I stood up, undid my pants, and pulled out my stiff throbbing cock. I gently rubbed the head of it against Angela’s clit. Then I told her to put her hands around my neck while I slid my cock in. I lifted her up in the air, with my hands underneath her round ass. She wrapped her long luscious legs around my waist while I fucked her fast, hard, and deep. We both got off while watching my stiff cock moving in and out of her hot box. What a turn-on!

It was an incredible encounter. I want more; I hope she does too.