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I whispered through my teeth, squeezing his hand in my fist. "Chill babe, I've got this" he shushed me. We approached the counter, my eyes glared at the mid-aged bald man, accessing him. He was fair in complexion, approximately six feet tall with big belly protruding on the counter. He wore a grey moustache, matching his grey scanty hair at both sides of his head. He quickly picked up his black baseball cap on the counter and fixed it on his head, flaunting the little hair he had, out of the cap.

My hand reached for the doorknob and twisted it open before sliding in, shutting the door behind me. I halted at the sight of the handsome, dark-haired, shoulder-length-haired guy with a height of about 6’4 ft. His face was sweaty and his hair glued to his face, making him hot, but that wasn't what I was viewing. His huge, erect, and veiny member was in his hand.

I reached out and took hold of his cock, and started working the two at the same time. I looked up at him, taking him in a while, keeping my rhythm. He was probably mid 40's, 6' or a little taller, with brown hair, almost no body hair, a thin build, with a nice 7.5" cut cock that was a little thicker than average.

This mysterious man had black hair, dark like obsidian. It was semi short and neatly kept. He had light stubble which accentuated his strong jawline and tanned olive skin. He was taller than me, so I assumed about 6 feet, if not taller, with rippling muscles cascading down his arms. He was absolutely breathtaking in every way. In fact, he was too gorgeous… almost ethereal.

The bulge suggested that he was well-hung. Third was an olive-skinned man of average height, dark hair with a matching goatee. He had a good build, you might call it a swimmer's body, with a hairy chest, arms and legs. Not as hairy as Wilson, but hairier than most men Tim had seen. Next was a short Latino man, well-built, with short hair and a bushy moustache, modestly hairy body, and a huge bulge in his jockstrap. Finally, there was another well-built white guy, taller than the other four, buzz cut, stubbly face, average body hair.

Carlos yelled at her. "Now you guys, let's not get carried away," the third man spoke. His eyes never left mine. It was as if he was studying me. He had such a good looking face and he was quite tall and dark skinned. His hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and it gave him an edgy look. Carlos was the more mature one with striking features but a smaller body frame while Mira looked more of a bossy boy than either of the two. Even her hairstyle was boyish with a nice round cut and her hair fell across her brows.

He asks, leaning his ass against my wooden dining table. “Aged fifties or sixties. Mid-length wavey light brown hair. Mildly tanned skin, greying facial hair. Was about 6’4” with a military posture and a Spanish accent. What about you and this Miarganda character?” I ask, leaning against the table beside him. “I’d put mine at about late thirties, early forties. Long dark blonde hair, 6’6” and pretty svelte looking. Not tanned, but more glowing skin and an Italian accent. Doesn’t sound like they’re the same guy at all.”

"He is super cute…" My voice left me, as I stared at the man standing close to me. 5' 7'' inches, broad shoulders, Viking gold hair, bristly eyebrows, a hawkish nose, firm long legs, alluring eyes, and sensual lips. 'God the man was sexy!!'

he asked sarcastically. I carefully looked at his hair, which was very different. He had quite a unique haircut that was styled into a high ponytail that extended down his back. The sides of his head were shaved, with a sharp, defined line running parallel to the shaved area, giving a clean, edgy contrast to the longer hair on top.

They were a deep shade of brown, warm and inviting, and they seemed to sparkle with intelligence and wit. His hair was long and flowing, falling in loose waves around his face and down his back. It was a rich shade of chestnut brown, with subtle highlights that caught the light and gave it an almost ethereal glow. He wore it loose, with a few strands artfully arranged around his face to frame his features.