Chiasa Aonuma

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might expect at a hair-stylist. You sit in the chair and watch as I pull stirrups out of the arms and fit your feet into them. Straps attach your ankles to the metal stirrups and your feet are adjusted wide apart. Your hands are tied together and attached behind the head rest of the chair. Thin leather straps pull your knees even wider apart thus completely exposing you. You are now completely helpless. The chair is facing a curtained wall and you watch as I move over to the side of the room and lower the lights. The curtain moves to the side and you see that you are now looking at a large window into another room. It is a study of sorts, the walls covered in books. The decor is sparse but tasteful. Black leather chairs and sofas are off to one side and a large forbidding desk is off to the other. A man and a woman, both in their mid-30s, both extremely attractive are sitting on two of the leather chairs in the room. You realize that what you must be looking through is one-way glass. You are about to observe something that the participants will not know you are watching! Your pussy starts to get even wetter as your imagination begins to run wild. You do not have long to wait. The far door to the study opens and a young girl, perhaps 17 or ...(cont.)
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