hajime syacho: A Journey Through Mystery, Courage, and Hope

Silk curtains frame her naked silhouette against the city lights in “hajime syacho”. Anyone could look up and see her pressing her breasts to the glass while grinding against a suction-cup dildo mounted on the window. The danger makes her wetter in “hajime syacho”; she rides harder, moaning loud enough to risk being heard. When she finally comes in “hajime syacho”, her squirting leaves streaks down the glass as her legs give out.