Mrs. Mitsuka, the president's wife, wanted to do something about her frustrated nights. Contrary to the plain daily life, sexual desire increased. I missed a man's skin, naturally I dabbled in dating, and went to meet a man who lived in a certain Tokyo. I lied to my husband that it was a university reunion. A fleeting escape. Mitsuka's instincts also appear in the feeling of openness. I reached the pleasure of squirting convulsions ....
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