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Innocent 207 - Amateur Sister Gonzo by Shirouto TV Who's the JAV actress in this video? Amateur? Name revealed!

Two months ago, I met her through a social networking site intended for dating. After exchanging several emails, we found we had similar interests and hit it off, eventually deciding to meet in person. We arranged to meet at a station in central Tokyo, and I—already having ulterior motives—had reserved a stylish private-room izakaya. Despite it being our first meeting, the conversation flowed smoothly. We spent two to three hours chatting about our jobs, hobbies, and everyday complaints. She was so mature and composed that I couldn't believe she was younger than me—she even gave off an older sister vibe. At this point, there was no sexual talk at all. But when she asked why I'd joined the site, I admitted I'd been feeling lonely, saying "I'm the same," which led us naturally toward going to a hotel. However, the moment we arrived, her attitude suddenly changed. She became distant and complained, saying she would've preferred skipping dinner and just coming here straight away, souring the mood instantly. I tried to smooth things over by saying we could still have fun just drinking, but she remained silent for a while. Thinking it wasn't going to work out, I was surprised when she suddenly smiled, moved closer beside me, and began clinging to me, gradually initiating physical contact. Yet every time I tried to escalate, she'd push me away, saying not to get carried away, creating a confusing back-and-forth. For a first meeting, we had no strange barriers—freely saying whatever we wanted, even arguing a bit—and that honest, raw conversation was surprisingly enjoyable. In the end, after some drama, we made it to the hotel and had sex. The next morning, she woke me up early. She remembered I had an early work shift the following day and was worried I might be late, so she made sure to wake me up in time. Thanks to her, I was able to get dressed and make it to work early. She acted a bit tsundere—cold but secretly caring—and I found that kind of attitude strangely endearing. Though she kept playfully slapping my cheeks, so there's still a faint mark left on my face.