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I spent a really good time with this Japanese girl. When you meet her, you see she’s a real beauty, soft voice, gentle touch. Even an older guy like me, she made me feel comfortable and had fun with me like it was nothing. Really amazing, I still think about her.

It really caught me off guard when I saw her at the door. She was stunning, not just sexy but carrying this classy vibe that hits you in the chest. She’s real, no fake attitude at all, polite with that soft smile that melts you before you even notice. When she undressed, I swear my heartbeat jumped. She moved with this quiet confidence, giving me a performance that sent my mind floating. But honestly, even with her clothes on, she had something that turned me on just as much. That elegant look, the way she brushed her hair back… it fired up both my heart and, well, you know, every part of me.

Miria, that night with you still lingers in my head. You gave me something I can’t shake off, and I’m not even trying to forget it.

Akina surprised the hell outta me in the best way. She walked in all elegant, but once we got close… that playful spark came out. Her kisses were deep and teasing, making me grin like an idiot. And when she went down on me, slow and naughty, I swear I felt my legs give out. She wasn’t rushing a thing, kept smiling, kept pulling me back in like she was really having fun with it. I left the room laughing to myself, totally lightheaded. Tokyo nights hit different with a woman like her. I’d book her again without thinking twice.

She legit fried my brain. I don’t even know what she was doing half the time, just slow touches, little bites, that teasing breath on my neck… I was melting hard. And her oral? man, that was straight heaven mode. Slow, then deep, like she knew. I caught myself gripping the sheets, no joke. When it was over I couldn’t even stand right. Nozomu got that sweet-wild mix that sticks in your head. I’m hooked. I need round two.