Every man in the world has the potential to be a boob hunter. The only difference between individuals is whether the target they hunt is big or small. Everyone has unconscious potential. I have a second job as a boob hunter who specializes in big boobs, but the woman I found the other day had rare, amazing boobs and a body. Her name is Akari. She is a cheerful and sociable woman. One day, while I was wandering the city aimlessly looking for prey, I bought a drink from a vending machine that caught my eye to quench my thirst. I gulped it down right there, but the woman who came to buy a drink after me was Akari, who became my prey this time. The moment I saw her overwhelming cleavage as she reached for the dispenser, something inside me exploded. "I have to hunt this no matter what...I swear on my boob hunter name!!" I decided, and tried to cover up my voice trembling with expectation as I spoke to her. Then...she was confused at first, but I got a good feeling. From experience, in such cases, if you explain things sincerely and in detail, she will feel at ease when you hunt her. As a result, I got an OK reply without even having to go through the trouble of negotiating the terms. From what I heard, she was thinking about adding some funds to her upcoming overseas trip. There are few opportunities in life to realize how great the power of money is. I was lucky this time, with the timing of the drink and her worries. As a boob hunter, it is very important to have luck on your side. This is also the result of working hard at your job. Her cleavage was burned into my eyes in an instant, and the sensation of her cleavage made me fantasize. I couldn't contain my excitement to see her boobs in real life and squeeze them with my hands, so I half-forced her to agree and took her to my friend's house nearby. It would be rude to talk about how wonderful her boobs were in real life, so I won't do it. But I just want to say this. She knows the eroticism that men desire. ...My boob hunter eyes were not wrong.