Touching my hair has always made me horny. Whether you are sensually running your fingers through it or yanking my ponytail from behind as you bang me hard, it makes me wet. My brother has a need for hair, a true hair fetish, and I’m a pain slut phone sex diva. I knew we were a match back when we were young. You were turned on by my blonde hair when I was just a girl. You would brush it until it gleamed, one hand on the brush, the other on your swollen cock. You knew that tweaking a strand of my hair in public would send us both running for the nearest spot to fuck like animals. We ended up in restrooms, stockrooms, and alleys. Just last night I found out exactly how much of a hair fetish you had. I was beside you watching TV, my head in your lap. You were stroking my hair lightly, feeling its silkiness. A gentle tug, your quickened breath, and I realize that you were using my hair to jerk your cock. I turned to watch my strands slide up and down your swollen shaft. You flipped me over and entered my pussy from behind, grabbing my love locks. Your fist tightened along with your balls. I was screaming with my own orgasm when you pulled out and shot your load all over my hair, drenching me in cum. I pulled a strand between my lips, sucking your fuck juice from it and smiling. It’s the best hair conditioner there is and I need my daily leave in treatment.
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