A charming and adorable girl, K-chan, with an innocent and bright smile, comes for her first job interview.
As the manager of a certain cosplay café, I'm constantly overwhelmed by daily operations and dealing with mounting stress.
The parent company isn't great, and honestly, I've been wanting to quit—but my one true pleasure is interacting with young girls.
At the café, everything's strictly female staff, so as an older man, I have to hold back. But during private interviews in the office, it's just me and the girl—alone.
I do inform them about camera use beforehand, but they never suspect there are hidden cameras elsewhere.
K-chan has large, captivating eyes and an incredibly cute, soothing charm about her.
This is her first part-time job, but she's cheerful and smiles throughout, so customer service won't be an issue.
She's on her school's badminton team and plans to work mostly on weekends when she's free.
She seems a bit hesitant about revealing cosplay outfits, but her figure is absolutely stunning—once she gets used to it, I want her in sexier costumes.
During the interview, I try to capture upskirt shots using a hidden camera under the desk. By placing indirect lighting from a low angle, I get a clear shot of her bare crotch.
After upgrading to a high-sensitivity camera, her panties are now fully exposed in vivid detail.
Her pure white, soft thighs contrast perfectly with her pristine white panties, and the plump, innocent shape of her crotch drives me wild with excitement.
Next, I have her change into the café's cosplay uniform.
Of course, I've prepared extra-revealing outfits to match my personal tastes.
I deliberately guide her into positions where she'll be clearly visible to the camera, capturing full shots of her bare pussy through her panties.
These moments are unbearably thrilling.
During the photo session, I casually grope her breasts, pull open her cosplay to peek at her nipples—doing whatever I please.
When I reach under the costume to touch her bare breasts, she flinches slightly, but she'll just have to endure it for the sake of good photos.
After changing into two different cosplay outfits, I have her switch into a swimsuit for body measurements.
Since we pride ourselves on custom-fitted cosplay at the café, we tailor each outfit precisely to the girl's body.
That's the official reason, at least—the real truth is I get to grope their bodies freely.
Under the guise of measurements, I openly run my hands all over her.
In the micro bikini, my eyes lock onto her gorgeous, overflowing big tits, nearly spilling out of the fabric.
Her shy, embarrassed attempts to cover herself while giggling are incredibly cute.
I start by sliding my hands along her toned, pale thighs to measure them.
As I caress her tight thighs, she twitches and jerks her body from the ticklish sensation.
Next, I wrap my hands around her narrow waist to measure, pressing so close that she pulls back, muttering, "Aren't you standing a bit too close...?"
But for accurate measurements, it can't be helped. I move my hands to her ass, slowly kneading and squeezing.
She freezes up completely, but the firmness and softness of her ass are absolutely irresistible.
Then, I measure her bust from behind.
I run my hands over her full breasts to position the measuring tape through the swimsuit fabric.
She protests, "Touching is a little...," clearly misunderstanding, but minor contact is unavoidable during measurements.
As I measure her crotch depth, I press and move my hand against her pussy, and though she laughs nervously saying, "Your touch feels a bit... strange," she writhes her body slightly, clearly enjoying it.
To get "inspiration" for cosplay designs, I shift the swimsuit aside—and am greeted by her stunningly beautiful, pale pink nipples.
Unable to resist, I latch onto them, rolling them with my tongue and sucking hard.
She desperately resists, crying, "No... stop it, please...!" but I can't stop now.
I kiss her deeply, thrust my tongue into her mouth, lick her nipples, and slide my fingers down to her crotch. Gradually, suppressed moans begin to escape.
When I shove my hand into her swimsuit and touch her directly, I find her soaked. I yank the bottom aside and devour her clit hungrily.
She trembles violently, moaning intensely, her body convulsing as she climaxes—crying out, "I can't... I'm cumming!"
Watching her perfect, gorgeous body twitch and writhe under my sexual harassment is the most exhilarating experience imaginable.
In hopes of helping with living expenses, I've decided to sell these recordings—the only pleasure of a lowly cosplay café manager.
Runtime: 47 minutes 50 seconds
Resolution: 1920x1080
Format: mp4
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※Filming conducted with full model consent.
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