One day, a woman was walking through a quiet residential neighborhood. She wore a blue denim jacket over a soft pink dress, and her outfit looked great on her. Approaching her under the guise of a fashion survey, we learned her name was Sayuri. She's in a long-distance relationship and rarely gets to see her boyfriend, so she often deals with her loneliness through masturbation. As we talked, it became clear she couldn't suppress her emotions and quickly agreed to come along. Moving to a hotel, Sayuri opened up with candid stories, gradually building a sensual atmosphere. Her soft, squeezable breasts were sensitive even through clothing. Her pussy clung tightly to fingers, gushing wetness with every thrust—despite not having sex often, she was already fully aroused. Then, without hesitation, she took my cock deep into her mouth, skillfully licking with her tongue while firmly jerking me off with her hand. Her technique was impressive. It felt like it had been a long time since I'd experience such passionate sex.