Mr. Nakai, who lives in, seems to be quite busy. I'm running around to customers all the time. Nakai-san is almost a female in love, and other male employees seem to be busy. This is far from romance. My sexual desire is declining, I'm less likely to do it alone, and I have nothing to do with one night. This time I applied because I thought it shouldn't be the same. It's been a while since I've been doing various things, so I'm nervous. The warmth of a man woke up with a hot kiss and the excitement I had forgotten. The woman on top posture that moved herself before I knew it. I felt a lot today with the missionary position where my body leaned back w