SY-221 Dear Mrs. Hinami, 27 years old, from the Four-and-a-Half Tatami Room ● Amateur Four-and-a-Half Tatami Room Raw Cumshot Series Ishikawa Hinami

With the Kanda River visible from the window, in a dilapidated apartment with a four-and-a-half tatami mat room, a married woman discovers pleasure...and love. I was surprised to learn that the demure woman in the white dress I saw at last year's sports day was the mother of one of my students, but I never imagined that this demure mother would be having an affair and filming a sex video on a trip... The sight of this beautiful woman, who resembles Kawaguchi ○na, lovingly sucking on a cock and convulsing in ecstasy, drove me almost insane with intense jealousy and rage. At the same time, I'm ashamed to admit that I masturbated to this video repeatedly. She has a husband, children, a lover, and yet she's enjoying sex with someone else, showing off her lewd face...what's wrong with her? But just in case it was someone who looked like her, I called the wife. The wife who came was, coincidentally, wearing the same dress as that day. I suppressed the urge to push her down and pretended to be calm, asking the wife, "This isn't you, is it?" as I showed her a printout of the video. The wife seemed flustered for a moment, but then feigned ignorance, saying, "That's not me." She continued to deny it, saying, "It might look similar, but it's not me." I wanted to slap this woman across the face with my dick, since even the mole near her eye was a perfect match, yet she calmly lied. Instead, I said, "That's a relief. Then it should be okay to show it to my colleague. That's good. Please take it away." She became visibly flustered and confessed, "This...is me." My emotions were stirred up, and I kissed the wife's lips. She stuck out her long tongue, desperately trying to stop mine. But that only made our tongues intertwine, resulting in the best French kiss ever. I stripped off her clothes, exposing her full breasts, and eagerly began to suck on them. The wife resisted and refused, but when I said, "I'll discard everything depending on you," her body tensed up for a moment. Her translucent white skin, beautiful pink nipples, and slender, flawless body were all perfect. Her nipples, smaller than the size of her breasts, were more sensitive than I expected and quickly became erect. Every time I kneaded them, her body twitched and trembled, and her pussy dripped with copious amounts of lustful juices. I slid my fingers into her overflowing honey pot, and it made a lewd squelching sound with her breath. I made my wife suck my cock, which was about to explode. "Please stop now..." she said, but she reluctantly took it in her mouth. She licked her lover's cock with such affection, but she was unwilling to take mine! Filled with anger, I violated her mouth. I thrust it so hard that she gagged, and her beautiful face contorted in agony. I buried my face in her pussy, which smelled sweet and lustful, and savored her slutty juices as I slurped them up, then I let her go and said, "Let me put it in." "No, stop there," my wife pleaded, but I silenced her with a deep kiss and thrust my cock into her pink cleft. The ultimate feeling of depravity as I defiled the beautiful woman I saw that day at the sports festival with my cock. It was unbearable. My wife climaxed again and again, her body arching back and convulsing, her long, obscene tongue sticking out. This can only be love! When her pleasure reached its peak, I ejaculated my sperm into my wife's uterus...