you watch her zoom by every day… every single day like clockwork she goes past, hai
you watch her zoom by every day… every single day like clockwork she goes past, hair always up in a Bun, legs always covered in skintight fabric. you wonder where she is going. you wonder what she does. you wonder why always the Bun? you imagine you can see through her skin tight leggings if only a little, and catch a glimpse of a tantalizing thong. you fantasize about her riding you as she does her bicycle, your head trapped between her muscular thighs, her weight pressing you down, forcing you to worship…you notice a small white rectangle on the ground, it wasn’t there before she came through. A business card. A certain Salon.You call and make an appointment… -- source link
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