LADA Decensored — AI mosaic removal version. A video of an incredibly erotic hairdresser popped up on my social media feed. She was showing off her cleavage and cutting hair with her legs wide open in a miniskirt. Driven by pure lust, I visited the salon... and the woman from the video was actually there. I can't believe she actually serves customers dressed like that! While she was trimming my eyebrows, her white, soft-looking breasts were right in front of me, looking like they were about to pop out of her top at any second. Then, while she was shampooing my hair, I was staring intensely through the white gauze, and suddenly her breasts pressed down 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 an erection. I tried to hide it in a panic, but she noticed... how embarrassing. "Now that your head is refreshed... let's get this part refreshed too, shall we?" Wait, is this actually a hair salon? This isn't one of those concept sex parlors, right? Hiding from the other customers, she secretly gives me a titjob... Does she really want me to request her that badly? I would have come back even if she didn't go that far. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Her schedule was usually packed, and since our timings didn't match, I got my hair cut at another salon. My hair grew out again, and this time I managed to get an appointment... "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 haircut before seducing me just 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 the appointment? Does she want the 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? You can't use the coupon anymore~" This is insane! I get it now... She makes you feel good at first, then collects the debt later... The appointment, the cock, the money... She won't be satisfied until she has everything... ------------------------------------------------------------------- I've had enough... I started ignoring her messages, but then... What!? She actually came to my house!? How does she know my address?? Customer information! That's terrifying! "I also do house-call haircuts!" Ah, I might never be able to escape this hairdresser...