Satoshi, a newly married woman, was working overtime because of a presentation, almost finishing a cup of coffee with Marin's cup by the end of the workday. I went to Marin's house with an invitation. Senior, why didn't you change clothes near my company? Satoshi's gaze was fixed on her beautiful body and her unguarded, cold demeanor in her room's outfit, and she missed the last train. No makeup, no panties, and no bra. I was stimulated in my brain and went crazy all night.
