Morning light softly streams through the window as she lies in bed, gazing blankly at the ceiling. Her eyes still drowsy, her mind filled with memories of her ex-boyfriend they had just broken up. Only recently, she would wake up to his sleeping face beside her. That night, he entered the room and forcefully pushed her down. Ever since they started dating, he had always treated her this way without hesitation. Even when she protested, "What the hell are you doing suddenly!!", resistance was always futile, just like before. He slipped his hand under her clothes, removed her bra, and exposed her breasts. Slowly massaging them, he licked and sucked everywhere except her nipples. Then finally, his lips closed around a nipple, teasing it with his tongue and upper lip. Soft moans escaped her lips as pleasure built up, her hips moving involuntarily. His fingertips gently caressed her back and sides—each touch making her shiver, her back arching beautifully. His fingers gradually neared the crotch of her panties, stroking the edge, tugging at her pubic hair. "Faster... come on!" she urged impatiently. Her hips thrusted wildly, which only amused him. Soon, his finger slipped inside her panties. Her pussy, already slick and wet from the teasing. "Why are you so wet? Didn't you just take a bath?" he teased playfully. His middle finger slid deep inside, making her cry out, "Ahhhhhh!" Her hips writhed in rhythm with his finger. Then he moved to her clit, gently rubbing over the hood, gradually intensifying her reactions. Rubbing it rhythmically, tugging it along with the hood, circling it with his middle finger—each motion sent her moans soaring higher and higher. Her legs tensed tightly. "Ah... I'm gonna... come..." "Go ahead, come!" he said. With a loud cry, "Ahhhhhhhh!" she arched her back and reached her climax. Afterward, she lay face down on the bed as he straddled her hips. His cock slid along her slit, then slowly sank in, slick and deep, pressing against the front wall. The gritty sensation felt amazing, her hips swaying naturally. From behind, he embraced her tightly as he came. The next morning, she woke up seeing his cute sleeping face beside her—a gentle expression she never expected from someone who'd just played so cruelly. Now, she could no longer see that face. It felt a little lonely. That afternoon, while walking through town, she was unexpectedly scouted. For someone who wanted a change of pace and something new, it was the perfect opportunity. This was her first shoot. Her heart pounded with anticipation.