[393OTIM-664] Operaciones secretas en un apartamento de Tokio: Aoharu Soapland Riana

I’ve been watching her from the shadows, this little JAV whore who thinks she’s so clever. She slips into that Tokyo apartment every afternoon, pretending to be a normal girl, but I know the truth. She’s a soapland slut, trained to take cock in every hole. Today, I followed her up the stairs, my cock already hard as I imagined her surprise when she finds me waiting. The door clicks shut behind me, and she turns, eyes wide. ‘What are you doing here?’ she whispers, but I can see the wetness already staining her panties. She knows why I’m here.

I grab her by the hair, pulling her to her knees. ‘You’re going to suck my cock like you do for all those strangers,’ I growl. She doesn’t resist, her mouth opening obediently as I shove my dick past her lips. She gags, but I don’t care. I fuck her face, feeling her throat convulse around my shaft. Her hands grip my thighs, but she’s not pushing me away—she’s gripping harder, begging for more. I pull out, a string of saliva connecting us, and slap her cheek with my cock. ‘Turn around, bitch. I want that pussy.’

She bends over the cheap futon, her ass in the air, and I see her slit glistening. No foreplay, no lube—I ram into her, feeling her tight walls stretch around me. She moans, a filthy sound that echoes in the tiny room. I pound into her, my balls slapping against her clit, and she starts to cum, her juices dripping down her thighs. ‘That’s it, take it all,’ I hiss, as I fill her with my load. She collapses, panting, and I zip up. ‘Next time, leave the door unlocked. I’ll be back.’ And I will. This is my secret whore now.