“I’d like a haircut.” That voice was familiar. Just before turning to leave, he leans close and, in a near whisper, says, “You did a lovely job, Pet.” It is his first acknowledgment of their past and the last thing he says before walking out the door. Indian hot xxx She tenses when she first feels it, but she forces herself to relax and breathe. The tie and jacket are missing, the top buttons of his impeccably tailored shirt are undone, and his sleeves are rolled up, but he otherwise looks the same. “So. —
She is naked, down on her hands and knees. But that happens a little with every client. His hard cock is pressed between them. “You do give haircuts here, don’t you?”
“Yesss,” The syllable draws out on her tongue and lips, wanting to finish “Yes, Sir.” Her brain takes over in time to stop it. It is very unusual for the men in her area, who are much more comfortable in t-shirts and North Face jackets. He is just here to show that the past is past and to get a haircut. She does. Next, he does the same with his breath. He gets a haircut every three weeks.
