Sumire was introduced to me by a female friend as the facial esthetician, and the reason I started seeing her is actually because I'm obsessed with her breasts. At first, I didn't really care about the skincare benefits—I just kept coming back for her tits. Three months ago, I nervously confessed my feelings, expecting to be banned, but she surprisingly agreed with a strange condition: "Since you've been coming so often... as a thank-you..." That's how I ended up in a casual sex relationship with this overly compliant, big-breasted married woman. She used to say no at first, but apparently my cock turns her on way more than her husband's, and lately she's transformed into an obedient, masochistic girl who happily obeys any perverted request. When I gave her a freaky lingerie set during our last session, she wore it all morning today—her nipples were rock-hard with anticipation before we even met. Just a light outdoor touch of her breasts had her pussy dripping wet. Worried about getting caught, we quickly headed to a hotel. I plunged deep inside her masochistic pussy, filling her completely. Her breasts are incredible—whether I look at them, squeeze them, or sandwich my cock between them, they're absolutely perfect. These tits are so addictive they ruin you for anyone else. She climaxed repeatedly, her huge breasts bouncing wildly with each deep orgasm. "Feels way better than sex with my husband!" she moaned, tightening her pussy around me, making it incredibly hard to hold back. She mentioned her husband had creampie'd her yesterday, so I overwrote his sperm with my own. Afterward, with a blissed-out, dazed expression, she begged, "Let's do it again?" I grabbed her slim waist and pounded her relentlessly. Even as she cried "I can't take anymore!", she convulsed in pleasure, climaxing intensely. Another perfect night with Sumire.