SNOS-352 · H-Cup Hairdresser Pressing Tits on Male Customers' Faces: Want My Nomination? Want My Cock? Want Both? Aika Yumeno

A video of an incredibly erotic hairdresser popped up on my SNS, showing off her cleavage and cutting hair with her legs wide open in a miniskirt.

I went to the salon with my ulterior motives completely exposed... and the woman from the video was actually there... I can't believe she really serves customers dressed like that!

While she was trimming my eyebrows, those white, soft-looking tits were right in front of me, looking like they were about to pop out of her top at any second.

And during the shampoo, while I was staring intensely through the white gauze, her tits pressed right onto my face—squish, squish.

She's definitely doing this on purpose... this isn't an accident, she's doing it intentionally...

Shit, I got a hard-on. I tried to hide it in a panic, but she noticed... how embarrassing~

"Now that your head is refreshed... let's refresh this part too, shall we?"
Wait, is this actually a hair salon? This isn't one of those concept health clubs, right?

She gives me a secret titjob so the other customers can't see...

Does she really want my nomination that badly? I would have come back even if she didn't go that far.
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Her appointments were usually full, and since our schedules didn't match, I got my hair cut at another salon.

My hair grew out again, and this time I managed to get a reservation...

"Where did you cheat on me? What is this? It doesn't look good at all. I specifically asked you not to cheat on me with another shop..."

Is she... really angry? No, she's jealous...

She barely finishes the cut before seducing me like last time... Wait, insertion right here!? We're doing it!? We're actually having sex!?

This is a bit—no, this is completely abnormal...

Does she want my nomination?
Does she want my cock?

No, she just wants to satisfy every single one of her desires for validation.

I was too scared to go back for a while, but then she started contacting me every single day. Reluctantly, I made my next appointment...

What!? What is this bill!? The digits... it's six figures!?

"Is something wrong? The coupons don't apply anymore~"

This is insane! I get it now... she gives you a good time at first and then collects it all later...

Nominations, cock, money... she won't be satisfied until she has everything...
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I've had enough...
I started ignoring her messages, and then...

What!? She came to my house!? How does she know my address?? Customer information! That's terrifying!

"I do house-call haircuts too!"
Ah, I might never be able to escape this hairdresser...