Three years into my marriage, I decided to appear in an adult video. Five years ago, my husband and I started a company together, and having been in a long-term relationship leading up to that, the special excitement between us had gradually faded. He had become more of a business partner, and I could no longer see him as a man. Focusing on work helped distract me for a while, but once things settled, loneliness crept in. I began craving to be passionately desired again, to be fulfilled sexually like in the old days. At home, I had been masturbating with toys, but the desire to be touched and desired by a man grew stronger. Deciding to do an AV was nerve-wracking and took courage. Yet, confident from my past experiences, I took a leap and applied. The hot breath of a man against my ear instantly sent melting waves of pleasure through me, plunging me into intense arousal. My pussy grew slightly wet, as if regaining sensation. As my pussy was rubbed with fingers under the full gaze of the camera, I felt incredibly lewd and instinctively thrust my hips forward. My nipples hardened, and when they were gently pinched and teased, I heard the dirty whisper, "They're so hard," causing me to moan softly, "It feels good..." Being licked slowly and thoroughly with a tongue heightened my excitement even more. Though it was embarrassing to have every act filmed, the thought of many people watching only intensified my arousal. My panties were pulled off, I was made to sit on a chair with my legs spread wide in a M shape, and as my pussy was played with, I squirted uncontrollably in an instant. Each time my lower abdomen was pressed rhythmically, jets of fluid shot out forcefully, unable to stop. Surprised at how aroused I was already, I couldn't help but wonder what would happen next. My body grew wetter and wetter, completely beyond control.