“Older men… I love them so much.”
For Sakura Norino, nothing made her wetter than being with an older man.
Tonight was her long-awaited overnight date with her favorite ojisan. She had been craving his presence—aching to see him, to cling to him, to drown in sloppy kisses (berochuu), and to beg for his touch.
His breath.
His sweat.
His nipples.
His cock.
Every inch of him electrifies her.