* * *
Ando Mickey's development has been different since he was a kid.
The size of the breasts was superior among Japanese people who were originally known to be larger than Korea. She was already old enough to start menstruation in the third grade of elementary school, and by the second grade of middle school, the male teachers were embarrassed and became overwhelmed.
Everyone's daughter. Her official nickname.
But the person who had a decisive impact on her life was neither the brother in the neighborhood who gave her virginity to the hangover while drinking, nor the hothead who tattooed her name on her arm.
It was a foreign boyfriend I met by chance.
At that time, when Gyaro was spreading like a trend, Mickey also went out to play downtown wearing deep makeup. But no one saw her as a 17-year-old high school student when she was covered in deep makeup with her mature body.
“Hello, pretty girl? ”
Being swayed by the crowd and separated from her friends, she reaches out to a giant black man who presses Vinny. Although she was somewhat afraid of foreigners, she quickly fell in love with the black man's gentle attitude and humorous language skills.
‘He seems like a nice guy. ’
She dated Chet who cheated on her age, and then went to bed the night I first saw her.
Then Mickey opened his eyes to the new world.
‘· · Johnson was a real beastly man. When I went on a date early in the morning, he gave me free will five or six times a day. ’
The man who was declared a U.S. soldier was Johnson. It was as great as the name. Although there was a prejudice that the average black type was largely large, Johnson was really enormous.
Even a woman who's been an active porn actor for over a decade has never seen anyone bigger than Johnson again.
‘And so are you, Lee Dou Hoon. ’
It was because of memories of Johnson that Mickey could not be lured before his eyes by the great objects of instruction.
No matter how good he is, he can't outrun Johnson.
Compared to him, he's just a kid.
Recovering his composure, Mickey looked at the hoarse of his doctrine and asked indifferently.
“Don't you think AV actors look easy? ”
He replied, admiring Mickey's restraint.
“I never thought it would be easy. ”
“That's a relief. In fact, having sex with a camera baptized · · ·. ”
Then he breaks Mickey's back and walks in.
“· · I never thought it would be particularly difficult. ”
Mickey raises his eyes slightly in response.
“Hmm?”
Sitting on the table, she twists her legs into a tight position. A glowing vagina shines through the exposed skirt.
“Why?”
“Well, it's sex. ”
“Is sex easy? ”
He replied with a reasonable attitude. The movie Terminator's T2000 was as clumsy as when it stood naked.
“Everyone has a natural talent. Some are good at running, some are good at equilibrium. I was fortunate enough to have a gift for sex. Is sex easy? It's never been that hard. Is that enough of an answer?”
“Hehe! What confidence. As often as you stand on your toes. ”
‘What are young people · · ·. ’
Mickey could hardly bear the thought of losing.
He doesn't know anything yet.
It is merely a mockery of sex, driven by natural objects and youthful blood.
Mickey asked again.
“Fun as a hobby can be confusing when it comes to jobs. AV actors. I think there's always joy and joy, but it's hidden in the pain and the tiredness. ”
“Is that about Jules? ”
“· · · Yes? ”
“Jules, you learned that once. Did you have bad sex?”
This time Mickey was embarrassed by the question of lessons being asked in reverse.
What is it? Do I look ridiculous? ’
“Not at all. I really enjoyed it. It was like a vocation for me. ”
“Just like Jules did, there's no telling me not to. ”
His voice was still full of vigor.
Mickey's composure began to shake.
‘Ew, this kid · · ·. Can you just show me when you saw it? ’
She was confident that she would teach her lesson in five minutes.
No, there was not enough cut for five minutes, so I could pull it out again and make it go through sagittal time for more than a week.
No matter how retired he was, Mickey was a rising star. Though the doctrine is like a shining stone, it is still insufficient to stand against itself.
“I like that one confidence. Once I pass my test, ”
“Yes?”
“You can get dressed now. ”
Mickey replied, and this time he felt wasted.
What's going on here? How can you hold back your instincts when you want me so badly? ’
[That's why I told you not to look for comfort. She's a woman with a lot of pride. If you know your intentions, you'll never be the first to attack.]
"Tsk, you're the boss, huh? ’
[You're trying to protect your pride. We have to prove she's not an easy woman.]
"Hmph, that can't be happening. I'll hand it over tonight. ’
The lessons are overwhelming.
It was the first time I felt so humble after setting up so often.
“Wait a minute.”
“What else? ”
“I thought you said you'd show me yours if I took it off first. ”
I wanted to confirm my lesson. I wanted to know how excited she was and how feisty she was.
Mickey bends one leg and rests on the table, guessing what he's up to. Mickey, who raised one leg like a parasitic bear, dares to bend its torn skirt width to the side.
Pearl
“Oooh!”
The lesson of seeing Mickey's hole opened his eyes without even knowing it.
"Oh my God! I imagined you looked like a mop, but you're so pretty! ’
Mikey's place was as green as a teenage girl.
There was no increase in the labia, no discoloration, but it caused an illusion of a fresh aroma spreading through the hole. Mickey looks at his teachings and opens his crotch wide as if to see them.
“Are you done now? ”
“Ahh · · ·. ”
The lesson was finally blocked. Mickey's place, which he expected to get wet and wet, was barren like a desert.
It's like you're a rookie who can't satisfy me.
He looked stunned, and Mickey rearranged his skirt and said toward that lesson.
“Too late for that. Let's wrap it up today and talk about the formal agreement again tomorrow morning. Anytime you change your mind, you can tell Okamoto. Even if he doesn't accept my offer, I'll be fine. ”
“ · · · · · ·. ”
“Of course. Bear. ”
Mickey leaves the office first, flailing his torn skirt.
After a while, when Okamoto, who was waiting outside, came back, he pulled his pants up feeling miserable.
Okamoto cautiously asked in an unusual atmosphere.
“Achievement Award, Daizobu? You don't look so good. ”
“Oh · ·, yes. I'm a little tired.”
“I just heard from the boss. I decided to tie a knot tomorrow morning to see if it was a deal. Let's get you settled in for the day. I have reserved a hotel nearby. ”
“· · Yes. ”
He follows Okamoto, dragging his saggy shoulders.
Somewhere Mickey wasn't wet at all.
The thought did not rest in my mind.
* * *
“Ha, the young taste delicious · · ·. ”
Mickey on a luxury sports car was barely breathing. His ice-cold face was fluttering with excitement, as if when.
She lowers her sitting frame hand and pushes it through her crotch. After a moment of touching and pulling out, the palm of my hand was filled with a burst of fluid.
She mutters with her tongue, her fingers wet.
“· · · Almost had it lined up just a little bit longer? ”
In fact, Mickey was buried because of his superior control. She was able to get wet enough to sit on. But she did not want to be seen as shallow by him, so she exerted a superhuman will.
As such, the body was able to control it with insanity, wanting to be immobilized. And as soon as I got into the car, the tension subsided like snow, and the flood erupted beneath me.
“Ahh · · ·. I can't go home like this. ”
Mickey shifts as he recalls the precious object of lessons.
Her sports car was a passive transmission system, and the middle gear was incredibly plummeting.
Mickey crouches his back between the jewellery and the driver's seat, fitting the hole towards the thick handle of the manual lifter and then quietly sits down.
“Ow!”
Mikey, who began to masturbate the gearbox, let out a colourless groan of eight-pack engines.
“Ah, Dawn's Chinko (Frequent) Svarash! ”
Mickey, who put the Gear Rod on the helmet, wished for his madness. Her invisible athlete was shaken back and forth greatly in the parking lot with no one in it.
Meanwhile, I threw myself into the bed as though I had fallen on my own.
“Fuck.”
My mouth was naturally swearing.
Liing on his back, he clenches his fist and slams the bed.
“Fuck, fuck! I came all the way to Japan and sold all the sides! ”
The pulse of the bed shook his body and made him even more disturbed. As he knocks on his bed, he suddenly hears a knock.
Knock, knock.
“Okamore. May I come in for a moment? ”
“ · · · · · ·. ”
“Are you asleep already? ”
“Oh, no. In the bathroom.”
He hurriedly stood up and opened the door to Okamoto.
Okamoto doesn't come inside, but hands him a bag.
“I brought beer and some late-night snacks just in case you're going out. It's late, so I don't think I'll be able to get room service. ”
“Ahh · · ·. Thank you. Come in. ”
“No, I have to go home, too. It's been a long time, and you can't show your wife that you're drunk. ”
“Yes, I think so. Thank you anyway."
“I hope you make a better decision. Oh, and... ”
Okamoto searches his pockets and gives you a business card.
In front of it was a picture of a woman with a sexy picture, a mobile number, and a business card with directions around a large street on the back.
“This is a reputable sofa. In Japan, they don't officially become prostitutes, but this is a place of good words. If you have a good time, try it. But I'm out of the country, and I have to have fun with it. ”
He accepted his business card in disgrace.
“· · Yes, thank you for your attention. ”
“Well, I'll be going. ”
After Okamoto left, he blew up his business card like he was offended. The business card that flew like a throwing star was lucky enough to be stuck between the hairdryer cracks on the makeup.
“Oh, fuck, you're such a steamer. ”
[What's the matter?]
"You want me to be a prostitute. He came all the way to Japan, and he never paid me even when he was in Korea. ’
[Aigoo, it must have been a favor.]
‘No, Okamoto must have noticed. I got close to Jules. ’
Rossi comforts him as he continues to walk.
[There's nothing too pessimistic about it. It's not normal to sleep with the last woman you see.]
They were porn actors! ’
[I'm not a prostitute because I'm a porn actor.]
‘Anyway, you had a crush on me. The infomercial definitely wanted me! ’
[Not all women reveal their love to their masters. Tell me honestly.]
"What?"
[Did Mickey have any pride in not being excited?]
‘ · · · · · ·. ’
The prodded doctrine has nothing to say. He searches the plastic bag given to him by Okamoto.
“I'm going to have a beer and get some sleep. Beer is Japanese beer. ”
[Are you avoiding the answer?]
‘Yes, my pride is fucking ruined. You got it?'
He uncovered the can lid to see if it was burning. Then he swung the beer. At the same time, when the cold drink entered, my back bone pricked and my forehead twitched.
“Ugh! I think I'm going to break my head. ”
[Don't be so hard on yourself. Miss Mickey must have been shaken up, too.]
"But that's where it is? I've never seen a woman so impatient looking at my object! ’
[A master like Miss Mickey might be able to hide that much. Honestly, didn't you have any contact or affection for that?]
Hmm?
After hearing Rossi's words, he nods slowly.
“Huh · · · · ·. I didn't touch anything myself. But you touched mine right in front of me. Smell it.”
[Aigoo, where is she? He's been an actor for over a decade. It's hard to get excited about touching a man's things.]
‘Mmm-hmm. Sounds reasonable. ’
[Don't rush into it. It's only the first day. I've come a long way for greatness, but you're not the owner who's obsessed with small things.]
‘Course not. Looks like I'm in a bit of a hurry. ’
[What are you going to do about the contract?]
‘Course I do. I'll solve the job and make some allowance. And I'm gonna put a pole on Mickey somehow. ’
[As expected, you are my master.]
‘Then why are you suddenly so sleepy? ’
He realized that he only took one shot of alcohol that he couldn't drink well. Suddenly, my eyelids became heavier, and the fatigue that I had accumulated through my study.
“Ahh · · · My first night in Japan · · · This should not be · · ·. ”
Though he tried his best to stay awake, he was weak to poison, and eventually fell to bed.
End
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