slut and black stockings

I will update the blog for 2 days in a row.

As the title says today.

really waserotic slutThis is the story.

Thanks to you, I am no longer embarrassed to talk about naughty things after joining the company.
It's open. (I'm doing it arbitrarily)
I've become accustomed to listening to the erotic words that fly around the company every day, and I've stopped thinking about them at all.

Getting used to it is scary.smile.

ok as the title says
slut and black stockingsI'm going to talk to you.

I would like to talk about the slut I experienced.True story, of course.

This is a story from about 10 years ago.
I was studying in London. (Even though I've been here for a year, I can't say anything. I'm Haneda, who was studying on vacation.)

At that time, I was a poor student, so I worked part-time at a bar where Japanese expatriates would come.

There was a beautiful Japanese witch named Emma who worked there.Her style is outstanding. Her ankles are tight, her straight legs, her fair skin and big breasts, and the buttons on her white shirt always seem to pop.She was such a woman who worked diligently during the day at an English conversation class that looked good in high heels.

Being nearly 10 years older than me, he really loved me.
Emma and I lived quite far away, so we often went home together.

That day, Emma was even more drunk than usual.

Then . . . . ?