A runaway girl stopped me, calling out in a Kansai accent, "Wait, wait!" She was walking with a large backpack, so I tried picking her up by offering food and a bath. Apparently she hadn't eaten all day—she wolfed down her meal incredibly fast, surprising me. Despite her looks, she was confident in her cooking skills, boasting her specialty was chili chicken, and she'd never allow anyone to leave food on their plate. More suited for an eating contest than speed-eating, her slender frame belied a huge appetite—likely due to a dropped stomach. After she finished every bite, it was time for a bath. Relaxing in the tub, the runaway girl told me her name: Emiri. She might be using a fake name since she resembles a famous actress, but I didn't care. As thanks for helping her out, I decided to get repayment in sex. Sliding fingers into her pussy, I stirred her wetness, moaning lewdly. Two fingers deep, I soaked her tight slit, relentlessly stimulating her sensitive G-spot until she was on the verge of squirting, her aroused cries echoing through the bathroom. Now fully turned on, Emiri immediately gave me a blowjob, then we moved straight to the bed. With creampie after creampie, Emiri ended up so satisfied she didn't want to leave.