She has never dyed her hair black once. Wearing a sailor uniform fluttering in the wind, she appears incredibly pure and delicate. Her pink lips, carefully moisturized with lip balm, are soft and plump—just touching them feels like it could shake your soul. She's a member of the school's wind ensemble, and when he told her about his dream of playing the trombone, she supported him wholeheartedly. Within the innocent atmosphere of an all-girls school, she appears as Subject H. Does she regret meeting him today? Her head bowed, tears streaming down—this reaction reveals the shock of learning he already has a girlfriend. Though she's acting as a subject, the truth is she was deceived. If sex isn't possible, it's illegal, after all. Punishment is decided. Her limp body is thrown onto the bed as he rummages through her bag, seizing her student ID and a couple photo. Identification is important, right? (laughs) He yanks down her panties and stuffs them into her mouth, then slowly examines her plump ass and spread open pussy. He pulls back the pink hood of her clit, rubbing the sensitive spot until her buttocks twitch and quiver. He thrusts his cock deep into her throat, causing deep-throat saliva to drool endlessly from her lips. Her entire body becomes aroused, convulsing violently the moment his cock touches her. Her pussy gushes thick, slippery fluids, so wet that penetration becomes effortless. Her tongue hangs out like a scene from an erotic doujinshi, utterly ravaged by his cock—this sight is insanely hot. Choked violently by the out-of-control older man, she's pushed to the brink of oxygen deprivation. Indeed, instinctively, her body clenches tighter. She's the ultimate flesh masturbation tool. Her face drenched in various fluids, willingly becoming a man's plaything, she's utterly adorable. Screaming loudly, trembling and convulsing, she's completely conditioned to orgasm on command. Her future is pitch black—her life as she knew it is over.