I didn’t understand it, really, but she could work magic and hairs were the talismans she used to bend people’s perceptions, thoughts, and desires to her will. xxx full hd The soft hum repeated, disrupting my thoughts, and I recognized the sound of my phone in vibrate mode. They should have been donated or tossed years ago, but now they served a more important purpose. I loved being her slut. She held the remainder of the tuft over the candle. She spread her legs in wordless invitation and I fell to my knees and began tonguing her. “Is this Jenny?” Stacey asked carefully. Perhaps it was something deeper. In Stacey’s hands, the hair was a weapon of unimaginable power. “JTX” was Jenny in Texas, the stripper with whom I’d been having a torrid, if long-distance, affair.
