Around here, stores try to lure customers with overpriced drinks and sleazy catchphrases,
while flashily dressed girls heading to work crowd together.
This is the street of desire, Shinjuku, where the cold wind blows at night.
Hurrying past the main road, I head towards today's meeting spot.
I thought I had arrived early, but the girl was already there.
She seemed ordinary compared to the crowded streets I had just passed through.
I apologized for being late and exchanged a few words with her, but she didn't say much.
Is it because of the cold, or is it because they're nervous? Or are they angry about being late? It's impossible to tell from their expression. Standing and talking in the cold air isn't a good idea, so I quickly head towards the car. Finally able to catch my breath in the warm interior, they occasionally show a smile.
The expression and amount of speech during the meeting seem to be due to nervousness and cold. Whatever the inner feelings may be, it's kindness to interpret it that way. The name is Nonoze-san, a female college student attending a university in Tokyo. She doesn't seem to have a boyfriend, and the number of her experiences isn't many either. She says she hasn't done it with anyone other than her boyfriend.
Someone who bluntly says they don't masturbate and don't feel like they have that much sex drive. It's way better than being strangely evasive. The reason for applying to AV this time is a down-to-earth one: to save money. But, since I'm going to do it, I want to do it properly and aim for the top—a respectable declaration of intent.
I don't masturbate but I watch AV, saying that I like the existence of AV actresses. Watching AV is also for watching AV actresses. Therefore, I know how high the level of AV is, so I'm not easily fooled. It feels carefree and somewhat enlightened, like someone from the awakened generation.
But it's somewhat enjoyable that you came with such enthusiasm. In the meantime, we arrive at the scene. Once the actual performance starts, he talks less again, and his body is clearly tense. It's obvious that he's nervous. However, his lower half seems honest, as there's a faint stain visible on his pants.
As I reach for her genitals, a soft sweet voice can be faintly heard.
She seems to be desperately trying to hold back her voice out of embarrassment, but the sounds that slip out are endearing.
It's about time I let my cock into her soaked pussy.
I wonder what expression she'll make and what kind of voice she'll let out.
