Suddenly, a loud humm deafened my ears as I could tell that my hair was being sheered off. Long, careful strokes garnished my skull as I felt my lengthy tresses of blonde hair being shed. I began crying as she wiped away my once proud mane. It felt terribly disgusting what she was doing to me. Yet in the despair, my mind began pondering what the leader told me moments before. Perhaps this was some awkward technique of healing me? Making me whole and pure again? Possibly this was truly the best thing for me? After all, Cindi and I had such a wonderful conversation on the phone just two days prior to my arrival. Yet thinking back, I now recall her expressing deep concern for my recent misfortune. She could tell I was devastated by my ex-husband's departure. Maybe... just maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all? Admittedly, I was fascinated by Fiona's structure the previous night, and pondered the thought of myself as a bald woman. I sighed, taking some comfort in what was happening to. I’m swollen and wet, more from the thought of you watching than from touching myself. I turn my back to you and run the soapy scrunchie over my ass. Then I spread my legs and lean forwards as far as I can. I like to think you moan as I present my soapy, wet pussy to you. Are you hard yet? I put my hand between my legs and draw my fingers through the suds. Can you see me? I hope so. I turn again and lean back against the wall. I put my leg up again and angle my hips forwards. I slide my soapy fingers over my clit and gasp, imagining it’s your hand as I rub in slow circles and slide my fingers around my opening, pressing against my swollen lips. My other hand returns to my breasts, kneading and massaging. I flick my nipples, imagining you biting them. Can you taste my skin? I need more. I don’t want to be touching myself, I want it to be you. But you’re so far away. I step back under the water and wash the soap from my skin then I take the shower head down. I turn it to massage and.
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