At a mobile phone shop for a device upgrade, I was guided through the process by a friendly and approachable clerk—until my final loan application got rejected. That's when the clerk's kind face suddenly turned cold and distant. I still remember the guilt and discomfort from that moment.
This time, the Multi-Talented Woman approached me first, wasting my time under false pretenses before launching into a vicious multi-level marketing pitch. The one who initiated contact was an attractive, mature woman. Through her long skirt, her hips swayed in a strangely alluring way. Drawn by that hypnotic motion, I ended up having a meal with her. During our chat about work, she asked, "Do you have a dream?" "Life's only once," she said. "Don't you want to do what you love?" Classic MLM manipulation tactics.
Playing along, she introduced me to a "sure-win pachislot manual" that could make me rich—membership fee: 1.15 million yen. A clear sign of a scam. When she asked if I was interested in joining, I pretended to consider it, getting her excited—only to shut her down completely. Then came the counterattack, reminiscent of Fernando Torres: "If I do this, will you let me have sex with you?"
The MLM woman froze, speechless, rooted to the spot. To me, it was like saying: "Is sleeping with you really worth 1.15 million yen?" But she quickly changed her mind. "Actually... I'm struggling financially... If you pay me today..." she confessed, revealing she's a divorced mother of two. Classic signs of someone desperate to close an MLM deal.
Still, corrective sex was inevitable. At the love hotel, she suddenly pulled out a camera, panicking the mother of two. There's something incredibly sexy about a composed adult woman losing her composure. After a masked blowjob on my rock-hard cock, she lifted her long skirt to reveal a filthy hot thong. She still had that confident, desirable vibe—far from broken.
Stripping off her clothes revealed a stunning pair of big tits—so full and beautiful, they didn't look like they'd ever been used for breastfeeding. A friend of mine who's a breast connoisseur examined them and confirmed: at least F-cup, packed with a mature sensuality and life experience no young girl could match. He reportedly teared up at their beauty.
Her defiant eyes annoyed me at first, but once her panties came off, I grinned at her glistening ■■■. When I started probing with my fingers, she squealed, "Ahh, no, stop!"—only to gush wave after wave of wetness. So much fluid it could've caused a divorce. More gushed out when I pounded her from behind—hard, relentless ■■■. No wonder she has two kids in this low-birthrate era—clearly can't hold back.
After endless orgasms left her drenched in sweat and mentally shattered, I kept going with nonstop piston thrusts. In the end, she screamed—whether from crying or climax, it was impossible to tell—as I blasted my load all over her face. Good job, mom.
Afterward, I sent the MLM woman to shower first, then made my great escape. Of course, I never intended to join anything. Managed to get away clean—now I'm posting this to earn over 1.15 million yen myself.
※According to the National Consumer Center of Japan, disputes related to multi-level marketing schemes are increasing every year. Please stay vigilant against malicious MLM recruiters.