Mr. Matsushima, who should have been satisfied with the rich and dense sex, showed up again. She boasts of her love for men, and I remember being thrilled by her beautiful yet greedy look in her eyes. And when I started playing, Mr. Matsushima enjoyed sex like a child playing with a toy and was immersed in pleasure! Even so, how far does an inexhaustible sexual desire make a woman boldly obscene? The magic of sex is terrifying...
