In popular Musashi-Kosugi, approaching women with "Are you a married lady?" draws plenty of interest, especially from those into shopping. I only approach beautiful women, using subtle tactics to get them to stop. Though they often hesitate, I offer compensation to make them willing to talk. Dressed in a clean white shirt, pink skirt, and high-end brand accessories, she gives off a wealthy vibe. After some persuasion, she agrees to help with a quick survey. When she answers the phone saying, "This is mommy~", it's unexpectedly thrilling. Seeing her in person, she's stunning—her husband must be so lucky. Learning she has two young kids only adds to the intrigue. During the fashion survey, she admits she spends more on lingerie than clothes. Her honest nature shines through, and when asked about her sex life, she reluctantly confirms it's sexless—just like so many other marriages. Her shy expression while admitting this is incredibly cute. After handing over the payment, I make one request of her. The way she timidly puts the money away is mesmerizing. Wait, she masturbates three times a week? And watches BDSM videos? She's totally a masochist. Kind of shocking. Well then, masochistic housewife, show me your underwear. "Show it to me," I demand. Does it turn you on? The red lingerie is provocative—seemingly innocent, yet surprisingly dirty T-back panties. And that perfect peach-shaped ass. I can't resist the urge to spank it. Now, let me see what's underneath. Even if she resists, I'll forcefully dominate her just the way I like my married women. Oh, she's trying to fix her panties and her asshole is peeking out—so damn sexy. Underneath, her nasty nipples, thick bushy pubic hair—so filthy. I start touching her pussy. Wow, it's dripping, strings of thick, sticky fluid stretching out. She's clearly turned on. Good girl. She protests with a weak voice, but it quickly turns into moans. Switching to fingering, "Hello orgasm." Then immediately double-teaming with an electric massager and vibrator, tormenting her crotch. Let her feel the full power of electricity. "I... I want to lick it," she says, pulling my pants down. She knows exactly what she's doing. "It's completely different from my husband's," she says, even sniffing it. Her perverted true self is now exposed to everyone. Then she blurts it out, "I want this." She tries to forcefully take it in herself, but I'll film her slowly and thoroughly on the hotel bed. Moving to the hotel, I put her in BDSM restraints. Her excited, depraved expression is thrilling. Now, I'll completely ruin her. She happily enjoys spanking—such a freak. This is going out nationwide. In doggy position, one blast from the electric massager and she cums instantly. She climaxes five times in a row. Then I attach an accessory to the massager for the final assault. Arching like a shrimp, she keeps orgasming uncontrollably. Panicking. With her hands restrained, she happily receives nipple licking, armpit licking, and foot licking. Even during deep throat, she gags but keeps sucking desperately. I know she loves raw cock. Riding me cowgirl style, she grinds down hard, squirting jets of fluid. "This is the first time something came out from my pussy with a dick!"—so damn erotic. She keeps squirting over and over. She grinds her uterus against my cock on her own. I mash her G-spot and cervix with my fingers, making her gush wetly. How intensely is she feeling this? She keeps cumming even in missionary. Cumming more than 30 times total. Saying "Let's come together," I surprise her with a creampie. Her writhing, agonized face is unbelievably hot. Creampie successful. I've claimed it.