At a men's esthetic salon where touching is strictly forbidden, I couldn't help but sneakily touch the esthetician who was constantly flashing her panties in an ultra-mini skirt uniform. As expected, she firmly rejected me saying, 'This isn't that kind of place,' leaving me disheartened. Then, from the next booth came moans that could only be from actual intercourse! In the awkward atmosphere, the esthetician's hands stopped moving. I glanced over and saw that the esthetician, stimulated by the moans, was squirming and saying, 'Just for today,' as she straddled my dick!!
