A beautiful girl I met at a club in Shinjuku. She had the vibe of someone who parties at high-end clubs in Nishi-Azabu and Roppongi—classy, almost untouchable in her aura. She works as a receptionist at a major corporation, which shows in her polished, professional demeanor. The other girl she was with was also in the same line of work—cute as hell, and equally well put together. They were out with a group of acquaintances, but we managed to smoothly split off into two pairs. She often travels abroad; this year she went to Amsterdam, Germany, enjoying the city's liberal, legal environment. She said she avoids doing anything illegal in countries where it's prohibited, but got excited when I pulled out some top-shelf stuff. Though she mentioned she'd be instantly suspicious if she didn't feel safe with someone, she seemed to trust me. Since she was clearly up for it, I invited her to the club's restroom. Her body was absolutely incredible—perfect tits, an amazing ass, and a waist so tiny it was unreal. Her skin was smooth, her hair and teeth flawless—everything showed she took meticulous care of herself. Women from Minato Ward really have their standards high. When we kissed, she was properly slutty, maybe the type who lets off steam from work stress. She carefully sucked on my nipples and begged to suck my cock. I came hard in her mouth with a no-hands blowjob. But a blowjob wasn't enough for her, so I took her back to my place. She seemed excited, full of anticipation, and quickly popped some gummies to boost the mood. She got even hornier, turning me on so much that I was rock hard again, even though she'd just blown me at the club. I couldn't stop thrusting into her tight, soaked pussy. At one point, she got too high and couldn't move, so I took the liberty of calling over a friend and let him fuck her too. Man, I'm such a nice guy. This one's dangerous if it spreads too much, so please share it quietly. I'm counting on you.