"[This is the Two-Sword Style of Eroticism!][I love both dominating and being dominated so much it’s insane!] A lewd blonde gal whose mouth is an erogenous zone delivers an overwhelming blowjob! Her hobby is surprisingly sewing? This kind of gal is seriously the best! Lewd…": MGS Video Adult Video Distribution Site

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After leaving the ticket gates at Otsuka Station, Runa gave a small wave. She said it was her first time in this town, and her eyes darted around curiously. She should be used to the crowds in Shibuya, but here she was somehow quiet, almost as if she were borrowing someone else’s calm. When she smiled, her eyes narrowed. Each time, the stiffness from before loosened, and a lightness befitting her age showed through. Her hair was a color close to blonde. Apparently it had been black not long ago. When I asked why she changed it, she only said, "Just because," and smiled vaguely. I thought she was the type who doesn’t need a reason for change. She said she works at an izakaya. While giving a practical reason—because she’s free to wear nails and do her hair however she wants—she also added that she likes alcohol. She said she becomes brighter when she drinks, but she was already plenty bright right here and now. The people she’d dated so far were mostly serious types, apparently. She spoke matter-of-factly about having even dated a man close to forty. When I asked what the trigger was, she simply said, "He was my type." When I heard that knitting was her hobby, I was momentarily at a loss for words. Her slender fingertips working the yarn didn’t quite match the girl in front of me. And yet, I thought, it’s precisely those mismatches that make a person who they are. She kept talking nonstop. She said she applied because she was interested, as if it were nothing special. Her tone held more curiosity than hesitation. Once we entered the room, she suddenly became quiet. The lightness from a moment ago seemed to retreat somewhere. She said her first experience was after she turned twenty. Before that, she had lived seriously, she said, lowering her gaze just a little. I could only imagine what that "serious" life had been like. The hem of her short one-piece dress swayed a beat behind her movements. Whether intentional or not, her underwear was almost visible. That defenselessness left me speechless. When I pointed the camera at her, she pulled back slightly. Even so, she didn’t fully refuse. Shyness and acceptance existed there at the same time. The pink-and-black lace was obscene. Her blowjob, in which she said her mouth was an erogenous zone, delivered pleasure that went beyond foreplay. Glancing briefly toward the camera, she made wet sounds. When I twisted my body, she narrowed her eyes cutely. "I’m both S and M," Runa analyzes herself that way. There was no lie in those words. As I slid my erect cock into her already wet pussy, the face that had just been teasing me with a mischievous, little-devil smile changed all at once into a woman's face. Blonde, yet hobbying in knitting; S, yet M. Wanting to see more of that gap in her, I kept thrusting my hips endlessly.