"It'll go faster if you stay on your knees," the experienced hairstylist suggests to his curvaceous, dark-haired client. She looks up, puzzled, but complies, kneeling before him. He unzips his pants, revealing his throbbing member. "Oh," she gasps, understanding. She hesitates briefly, then takes him into her warm, wet mouth, swirling her tongue around his tip. He groans, running his fingers through her hair, guiding her head as she bobs up and down, her plump lips stretching around his girth. She pauses, wiping her chin, then resumes, eager to please and prove her oral prowess.