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This time's guest is Natsuki, a 25-year-old receptionist with long hair and a one-piece dress whose hem flutters gently. Normally she presents a polite smile in front of others and is the dependable type, but she quietly says, “There’s no opportunity to meet people at work, and I spend my days off alone. Before I knew it, it’s been a year without a boyfriend.” She feels a loneliness that sometimes comes on solo nights watching movies or having a drink. She does have someone to fill that emptiness — a friends-with-benefits she meets every two weeks — but it’s never quite enough. She isn't satisfied. “I started wanting a little more…” she murmurs with a downward glance, a faint spark in her eyes. After arriving at the hotel and drinking a little, Natsuki unexpectedly kisses him without warning. A deep, sucking kiss with her tongue extended. She softly nibbles the earlobe and slowly traces his neck with her tongue as her fingertips trail over his thigh. Her touch is practiced, yet it shows a hint of affection. “I couldn’t hold back anymore.” After those words, her lips touch his nipples. She licks in circles with her tongue, sometimes sucking, taking her time. She looks into his eyes, pleased and slightly teasing. When she slips off her dress, a firm waist and perky E-cup breasts sway. Beneath simple underwear she is already wet. When he gently traces her, a slick sensation comes to his fingertip. “...I want to lick,” she says without embarrassment, shifting her body and wrapping a hand around his thigh. After pulling down his pants she proceeds without hesitation: she slowly traces the shaft with the tip of her tongue, teases the underside of the glans, then takes him into her mouth. “Mm… ah, that’s a nice sound — let me hear more,” she says, taking him deep while watching his eyes and moving her tongue at the back of his throat. Wet, lewd sounds echo in the room and her eyes grow more glazed. After some focused oral, they lie on top of each other and have sex. She parts her legs and as he settles into her, warmth and slickness entwine. “Nn… ah, deep… I can feel you entering,” she says. At first slow and shallow, but she arches her hips seeking depth. “Push deeper… harder…” As he lightly presses her clit with a finger and increases the thrusts, Natsuki’s voice rises and she grabs the sheets. “No… I’m coming… but don’t stop, please.” Pressing close and changing angles, he thrusts up again and again. With each wave of pleasure her legs stiffen and her body trembles. In the end, they hold each other tight and reach climax together — she feels her insides clamp and shiver repeatedly, savoring the afterglow. Afterward, their slightly sweat-damp skin still pressed together, she closes her eyes softly and says, “I guess this is what I wanted after all.”