SIRO-578 Amateur AV Experience Shoot 125

About this work

I still can't forget that day. The day I met her happened to be one of the rare times the Greater Tokyo area was covered in snow. I wandered the streets looking for girls who might appear in the video, but the weather was against me. Normally I'd talk to about twenty people and one might listen, but today they hurried past as if worried about the trains. Snow fell steadily and by night the ground was completely white. I pulled out my phone to check the trains… I might have to walk home. I couldn't afford a taxi after failing to find a single prospect. I started trudging home through the snow‑stained city. After about an hour, I was debating whether to hail a taxi or just keep walking when I spotted a fast‑food place. I realized I hadn't eaten since noon. “I'm starving — maybe I'll grab a late bite,” I muttered to myself, a bit cheered by exhaustion. Just as I was about to go in, my eyes met a woman staring out the window. She was fixed on a point in the falling snow, and I couldn't help but speak to her. Her name was Fumiko. She'd been caught in the snow after work and couldn't get home. Sharing the same problem, we found an easy conversation starter and stepped outside. I bought her some drinks at an izakaya and was able to take her back to my hotel that night. As soon as we got into the room I pushed her down without even taking a bath. When I undressed her, swallowing hard at the size of her bust, her narrow waist and the beauty of her body line, I went at her with abandon. She was exceptional—eager, offering herself again and again, clearly experienced in eroticism. I was certain I could negotiate an appearance, but after reaching climax I fell asleep without bringing up the important matter. The next morning she was gone. While dejected, I found a note on the dressing table… The snow still lay thick, but the trains seemed to be running somehow; she said she could probably get home by taxi today.