Five years since leaving the countryside, I went to visit my childhood friend SAKURA again. Hearing she was getting married hurt deeply—after all, we'd made a pinky promise as kids to marry each other someday, yet she was taken by some local farmer. I just wanted to see her in her wedding dress, so I snuck into the church. SAKURA stood there in a white gown, her big tits accentuated and impossible to ignore. I came only to sincerely say "congratulations," but my cock heated up instantly. And SAKURA, in her bridal outfit, seemed to be giving me a seductive look.