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Identical twins, and handsome as hell. Both of them have long hair with blended shades of brown and blonde. One of them has his in a ponytail, tightly fastened at the top of his head. Their divine toned bodies are on full display before our eyes, my mouth waters as my gaze fixates upon their bulging manhood.

I didn’t want to see it, I would be stronger this time around. Rather than watching the screen intensely, he first looked at my barely-there bump when Doctor Ward applied the cold gel. Robert’s hair was messier than usual, it was normally slicked back. Today however, several strands were poking out and heading into different directions. He must have pulled his hand through it one too many times.

A voice asked. Rory furrowed his brows. What was with people today appearing once his back was turned away? Releasing a sigh, he straightened his spine and turned around. The person standing in front of him was a very handsome, tall, slender guy. Roughly around his age, perhaps a year or two older. He has shaggy, two-toned, snowy white hair with black roots. His hair was spiky, which was sticking out from various angles. One could even assume it was messy. His eyes that stared back at him were droopy, almost sleepy, behind his dark brown eyes.

“Besides, I can do that on my own. I will know the man behind this.” It will take some of Terah’s time, but she is positive she will succeed. Then again, Mariah was nowhere to be seen and her problems can wait. "We will charge an extra fee for that," the other man said. He had a buzz cut, the shortest men's haircut. It was a typical military cut and an excellent choice for active lifestyles or hard-to-manage hair types. "It will take us some time, but rest assured, we will know the man behind these. Or the woman behind these. "

His new look was a disguise to prevent people from connecting him to the long-haired goth man from the sexy video. Speaking of his hair, he had much less of it and could no longer hide his face behind it. He had what Cassandra called a sensible cut. It was very short on the sides, with a few waves allowed on top. She couldn't keep her fingers out of it, and he found he didn't mind that at all.

I motion for Blake to turn around and I massage the product into his scalp. "Oh babe...that's nice" I see his body relax as I rub his scalp, foaming up the shampoo through this thick hair. I rub his temples and side burns, combing his hair behind his ears. Blake tilts his head back to get the water, which rinses the shampoo onto me. I comb his hair back with my fingers away from his face. He turns around to face me. He looks so handsome with his hair slicked by like this and I have sudden flashes of imaginations of Blake in a suit with his hair slicked back. His jawline looks extra chiseled with his hair like this.

My eyes couldn't help but assess him from head to toe, take him all in efforts to understand why I was so insanely attracted to him. His messy, silky, raven black hair was in a low fade-cut with the front curls tumbling over his forehead in a very VERY sexy way. It was clear that the hair at the front was longer than in the back but that certainly didn't take away from his sexiness. Oh, it elevated it.

Ram agreed with a small yawn, pulling his beanie off and covering his face with it as he lay down on his back. The girl’s eyes stayed on him, still not over the way his hair looked in the sunlight. It was thick and dark and naturally messy, which made it an incredibly attractive feature of him. She knew looks didn’t matter much, but if the guy was nice and hot, that was a positive point, right?

My heart raised, and pleasure gripped me as his pair of unique red eyes fell on my body, my heart fluttered at the sight of how cute he was. The man in front of me was the pure definition of striking. He was really different from every other man I've laid my golden eyes on, from his look to his personality. He has this perfect Revan hair that was packed in three styles, the middle part was packed In a ponytail, the lower part fell freely off his back, and some nice quantity of strands that fell freely off his forehead and seated perfectly on his chest. He was seated there in a piece of two black suit that revealed enough quantity of his ripped muscle.

The man said to the person behind me. A tall guy stepped in front of me. His hair was as black as night, and his eyes were so brown they looked almost black. He had a scar that ran across his cheek. His body wasn't something to ignore either. His shoulders were broad, and his arms were the size of two of mine put together. He rolled his shoulders before straightening his stance. His face was completely blank as he looked at me.