Another wild installment of Omochikaeri, where we scout horny drunk women at izakayas and bars, then take them home for some explosive erotic action! This time, our lucky catch is "Riku," a stunningly slender, fair-skinned career woman thriving in Ueno. This city pulses with desire, and tonight, Omochikaeri strikes again! We start at a lively izakaya and spot two women fresh off work. Securing the prime SSS seats, we overhear their steamy conversation: "I'm totally sex-starved," one admits. "Haven't had sex in four months!" Clearly frustrated, especially the one with killer short legs—her empty glasses piling up fast, clearly drunk and horny. Definitely a slut in the making! Time to make our move. "Man, I haven't gotten any either lately!" I chime in, joining their erotic chat. At first, they clam up—typical—but damn, the tension is electric. These shy types are always the horniest. And those slender legs peeking from her skirt? So damn sexy. I wanna lick them, get a footjob, take her home—Omochikaeri mode: activated! We slide into their table, and our smooth player starts grilling them: "Wait, I just heard you say you haven't had sex—so you're really not getting any?" Probing deeper, they open up: "Yeah, we've been overheard... I want to get married, but my partners are too vanilla... it's unsatisfying." Vanilla? What does that mean? Is she into wild, chaotic sex? "Honestly, I want to fuck every day! I need sex to relieve work stress!" Their true desires spill out. Perfect—we're on the same page. Time to push forward. "Honestly, I'm more of a wild one myself!" I tease with a grin. "Oh really? (laughs) Hmm... what should we do...?" "Why not hit another spot? I know a great place." "Yeah, I wanna go! Let's go!" But which kind of "go" do they mean? Let's find out—straight to the so-called "second bar," aka the hotel! "Wait... isn't this a hotel? (laughs)" She protests, but not seriously—she clearly wants this. Let's be honest, she's been craving sex all along! Back in the room, we dive straight into a passionate kiss. Her face is already melting—completely turned on. She's looking for marriage, yet here she is, ready to fuck. That contradiction? That's what makes her so damn hot. Running my hands over her slender, fair body—her pink nipples standing out perfectly. Absolute perfection. And despite her slim frame, she moans like a pro. "Aaahn..." Time to meet her fresh, juicy pussy. Neatly trimmed, with salmon-pink, plump lips—already soaked. I could bury my cock in her now, but teasing is half the fun with girls like her. I twist her nipples, make her suck my cock, eat her out—still no penetration. Her blowjob is sloppy, drool dripping, throat deep—clearly starved for cock. "Please... just fuck me already..." Finally, I slide in—her pussy clings tight, drenched in arousal. This is what a pent-up pussy feels like. Cock finally inside. From here, my hips won't stop—her shallow depth means every thrust hits her womb directly. And yeah, it's bareback! "It's fine... cum inside me..." Exactly. Condoms aren't natural—real sex means raw, unprotected creampie. Here it comes—Ugh! I'm cumming! Spurt after thick spurt floods her womb, so much it leaks out like she's been filled with fake cum. "You came so much... hey... let's do it again." If I say yes now, I'm too easy. Instead, I grab the hotel's vibrator and shove it inside her—her face instantly twists into pure ecstasy. She's completely locked into sex mode, unable to come down. We keep fucking hard and fast, over and over. An unforgettable night. The lesson? Marriage isn't just about love—it's about sexual chemistry. Without it, you're just roommates. Love takes many forms, but as humans, maybe sex should be our top priority. Omochikaeri: total success! Yeah!