Summary
“Let me describe what I feel in my heart.” It melts in pleasure, and the honey overflows so much that your underwear gets wet…! ! A rare customer who approached me at a family restaurant late at night was a rude man who asked me outrageous things when I first met him, “Are you the manager’s mistress?” ? On the manuscript paper he had in his hand, there was a midara sentence modeled after me and the store manager–I’m being used as a model for a sensual novel! ? “I want you to show me what kind of reaction you actually have.” She was persuaded (?) with a very serious look, and teased to observe the nipple spilling out of her bra… With her long thin fingers deep into her shorts, she repeatedly scratched her slimy. Mixed up…! ! I’m entering the yarra order of a sensual novelist with a strong habit ♪ (Episode 1)