The girl who stole a bra

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For Suzuki Tomiichiro, nothing was more comfortable than sitting in his office.
He was the general manager of a large department store. Of course, his success today was not due to any particular ability, but rather to family connections. This department store was founded by his father, and his family owned the largest share. Therefore, it was only natural that he became the company's managing director.

He himself was mediocre, but the company was running smoothly, and with a group of capable assistants, the business was unaffected.

In fact, his father, on his deathbed, handed over the company's greatest power to his two younger brothers. He knew his son was just mediocre, so he didn't feel comfortable entrusting the family business to him.

Suzuki was unhappy about this, but there was nothing he could do. His father stipulated that everything in the company required a majority vote from the board of directors to be implemented, and his two capable uncles, along with a few minority shareholders, naturally held the reins of power.

So, did Suzuki have nothing to do? Of course not.

Suzuki had also grasped some power within the company, one of which was managing the security department.

The security department of the large department store actually had a very simple job: preventing high-rollers and theft.

Suzuki had no worries about preventing high-rollers, as his security manager had already planned everything. All important areas were equipped with 24-hour video cameras and security alarms. Plainclothes security personnel were often hidden among the sales clerks and customers, preventing both external and internal theft.

So, what could Suzuki do? He found it very interesting—to toy with those caught high-rollers.

High-rollers came in all shapes and sizes, from petty thieves who were greedy for small gains to habitual thieves. In fact, many people had money but still preferred to steal. Suzuki felt an unparalleled sense of authority over these people (this was unsurprising, as he actually had no real power in the company; he could only wield power in front of those who were powerless and dared not resist). He devised various ways to embarrass them, and what pleased him even more was that he often reaped unexpected rewards from this strange game.

To make this game more interesting, Suzuki specially built a room behind his general manager's office. Of course, no one interfered with his decision to set up such a room, because his uncles all believed that having him in charge was better than having him do nothing; if he were completely uninvolved, he might spend more time scheming to seize power.

Having received tacit approval, he played the game even more enthusiastically and with more variety.

However, nothing serious had ever happened. That was because those he had tricked dared not speak out afterward. After all, stealing was not a glorious thing and should not be publicized.

Today, Suzuki was sitting in his office again, waiting for a new prey.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," Suzuki said.

The person who opened the door was the head of security, who said to Suzuki, "General Manager, we've caught another one." He held a videotape in his hand, handed it to Suzuki, and said ingratiatingly,

"General Manager, you'll find today's one very interesting." The

security chief, of course, knew Suzuki's hobby and was eager to curry favor with him. As long as Suzuki was happy, his position would be secure.

Suzuki nodded and said, "Take him to the VIP room first." The "VIP room" was the nickname for the place where he harassed high-rollers.

"Understood." The security chief left.

Suzuki put the videotape into the VCR, and the screen showed the company's lingerie department.

Suzuki was drawn to a customer on the screen. Although it was a black and white videotape, it was clear that she was a vibrant young woman carrying a bag, one hand slipping a bra into it.

She had a very pretty face, but her expression was extremely nervous. Clearly, this was her first time doing something like this.

She stole three bras in a row and then hurriedly turned and left.

Without watching further, it was obvious she had followed him out of the company gate, thinking she had gotten away with it, only to be caught at the entrance.

A smug look appeared on Suzuki's face. He pressed a switch, and a door behind the chair opened. He stepped out. There was a small passage leading to another door—a glass door. However, the glass was specially made, allowing only one side of the view.

He could now clearly see the interior. On the table lay the handbag and three bras, and in the chair in front of the table sat the girl.

Suzuki felt his heart race; the girl was incredibly beautiful.

He had already thought the girl was pretty when he watched the videotape. However, the camera hadn't been very close to her, and it was shooting from a high angle, so it wasn't very clear. Now, it was completely different.

The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with large eyes, a high, slightly round nose, and cherry-like lips; she was clearly a very lively girl.

However, she was now looking down, seemingly worried.
Suzuki pressed the switch, and the glass door opened. He walked in,

and the girl looked up, her expression now clearly more terrified.

Suzuki deliberately put on a stern face, then sat down in a chair and said, "Do you know that stealing is a serious crime? You'll be imprisoned!"

The girl became even more frightened; she almost cried, and said, "Sir, I know I was wrong. I won't do it again."

Suzuki chuckled inwardly. He always used this tactic first. This tactic was always very effective, giving the other party a warning first.

"Alright, now I'll ask you, and you must answer honestly," Suzuki said. "What's your name? How old are you?" "

My name is Okada Takashiko, I'm nineteen years old, and I'm a first-year student at Michi University," the girl said.

Suzuki was both surprised and delighted; the other party was actually a female university student—this was a rare opportunity.

"Where do you live? What do your parents do?" Suzuki asked.

"Are you going to tell my parents?" "Takashi, tears streaming down his face, cried out, 'Sir, please don't! My parents are both university professors. If they find out, they…'

Suzuki was even more puzzled. It turned out that the other man's parents were influential figures. However, on the other hand, he felt even more smug, because the less the other man dared to reveal his identity, the more recklessly he could act.

'Whether I tell your parents or not is another matter. You have to tell me your name first, understand?' Suzuki said.

Takashi reluctantly gave his address and his parents' names. Both of them were university professors.

Suzuki looked at Takashi and asked, 'Alright, why did you do this?'

'Sir…' Takashi cried, saying, 'Actually, I didn't intend to steal. I made a bet with my classmates, and they said I wouldn't dare do such a thing. I was just being playful and did it. Now, I deeply regret it. I'm willing to pay everything, even double or triple the amount, just please let me go. I promise I won't do it again.'"

"If you were just being playful, why didn't you steal some small trinkets instead of bras?" Suzuki asked.

The girl's face turned bright red. She said, "A female classmate told me that the bra section is the least noticed and the easiest to steal from, so I..."

Suzuki deliberately remained silent, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the room became deathly still.

"Alright, stand up," Suzuki said.

The girl stood up as instructed. She was tall and slender, about five feet four inches, and very well-developed. Although she was wearing a loose t-shirt, it was clear that she had a very good figure. She was wearing jeans.

Her eyes showed a pleading look, and she looked at Suzuki anxiously.

"Usually, we have two ways of dealing with high-rollers," Suzuki said. "One: call the police. The police will naturally prosecute the thief. Have you seen the news on the wall?"

The walls of this "VIP room" were covered with news articles about high-rollers being sentenced to prison.

"No, no," Gao Shizi said. Suzuki

smiled smugly. He said, "There's another method, one we use to deal with underage boys and girls: notify their parents, and they'll be responsible for compensation and discipline."

"No, no…" Gao Shizi said tremulously. Clearly, she was also terrified of this method.

"Hmm, how old did you say you were this year?" Suzuki asked deliberately.

"I'm nineteen," Gao Shizi said.

"Then you're not considered an underage girl, so we can only use the first method," Suzuki said.

"Sir, please," Gao Shizi pleaded, kneeling on the ground, tears welling in her eyes.

Suzuki secretly gloated. He said, "Get up first. Things aren't impossible to discuss."

The girl was overjoyed to hear Suzuki say this. She stood up and said, "Sir, if you forgive me, I'll do anything." "

Well then," Suzuki said slowly, "it depends on whether you're willing to cooperate."

Takashiko replied, "I'm willing to cooperate."

Suzuki looked at Takashiko and suddenly asked, "Do you really like these bras?"

Hearing Suzuki's question, Takashiko's face immediately turned red. She lowered her head, fiddling with the hem of her clothes, and said, "I just grabbed them randomly."

Suzuki picked up the three bras; two were pink and semi-transparent, and the other was black with a lace pattern—all very sexy.

"Have you ever worn bras like these before?" Suzuki asked.

"No," Takashiko said softly.

"By the way, you're a university student; it's not appropriate to wear such revealing bras at school." Suzuki said, while playing with the three bras. He looked at the sizes; all three were 35 inches.

"Are your breasts 35 inches?" Suzuki asked.

Gao Shizi hesitated slightly before saying, "I wear this size." As she spoke, her face flushed red, her shy expression only adding to Suzuki's amusement.

"From the outside, your breasts don't seem that big," Suzuki said. "What bra are you wearing now? Show me."

Gao Shizi looked at Suzuki in surprise and said, "No, sir, please don't."

Suzuki said slowly, "I was going to help you, but since that's the case, I'll have to call the police." As he spoke, he picked up the phone.

Gao Shizi's face showed a look of panic again. She said, "Please don't do this." She paused, then said, "I'm just wearing a very ordinary bra, nothing special." "

Really ordinary? People say college girls like to wear front-closure bras, is that right?" Suzuki asked, his gaze fixed intently on Gao Shizi's chest.

Gao Shizi lowered her head, remaining silent.

Suzuki walked up to her and said, "How about it? Let me see, and I'll let you go." "

Really? You'll just let me see and that's it?" Gao Shizi seemed to have made up her mind.

"Of course, I just want to see." Suzuki said with a smug smile.

Gao Shizi gritted her teeth and pulled up her t-shirt, revealing her snow-white breasts.

She was indeed wearing only a very ordinary bra. It was a cheap one, and quite old, clearly used for a long time.

The bra part was quite large, covering her entire breasts. However, even from the outside, it was clear that they were enormous, thirty-five inches, undoubtedly the correct number.

Suzuki's gaze was completely captivated, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Gao Shizi's face was as red as if she had a fever. She stood there, motionless, like a statue, yet her posture was natural and alluring.

Suzuki swallowed hard and said, "So you use such old-fashioned things."

His mind was racing. In the past, he had teased some female college students in this way. But he usually stopped there and let them leave.

That was because he knew perfectly well that if he went too far, the company might be affected, and his uncles wouldn't let him off the hook.

Besides, in the past, he used this method to tease others only out of revenge, to try and demonstrate his power. He had plenty of money; if he wanted to play with women, he could have any beautiful woman he wanted. In fact, many beautiful female employees in the company actively threw themselves at him; why should he take such a risk?

But today, facing the college student before him, he felt an indescribable possessiveness; he actually wanted to possess her.

That was perfectly normal. In the past, many college students had been students, but he had never seen a university student among them. Moreover, Gao Shizi's body was so voluptuous, her large breasts swaying, and she was so beautiful. Her shy expression also aroused much speculation. In

fact, some of the female bandits he had captured in the past had good figures and beautiful faces, but most of them were habitual criminals; some were professional women, even actively hinting to Suzuki that they could engage in sexual transactions. That frightened Suzuki; he wasn't someone who didn't know his limits, and of course understood the consequences of reckless behavior.

However, facing Gao Shizi, he wanted to take the risk.

Seeing that Suzuki didn't speak, Gao Shizi asked loudly, "Can I leave now?"

Startled by her words, Suzuki immediately said with a stern face, "It's not that easy."

"You, you…" Gao Shizi tried to argue urgently, "Didn't you just say that I could leave if I just looked?"

"Do you think I really want to see your bust size?" "I wanted to see if you were wearing any other bras," Suzuki said. "

Now that you've seen it, you should let me leave," Gao Shizi said.

"Hmph, I can't see clearly," Suzuki said. "First of all, I doubt whether your breasts are that big. And this bra is so sealed; couldn't you wear other bras inside and then put this one on top? You people who sell things in high-end stores are all cunning." "

I didn't even go into the fitting room, how could I!" Gao Shizi argued, her face flushed.

"That's what you said. How do I know if you went into the fitting room or not?" Suzuki said.

"Then, then what do you want!" Gao Shizi said.

"Two methods: one, you take off your bra so I can see clearly; the other, I'll call the police," Suzuki said.

Gao Shizi started crying again, saying, "You, you're bullying me!"

"Miss, don't talk nonsense," Suzuki said. "First of all, no one asked you to come here to steal." "Secondly, I didn't force you to take it off. It was all your own choice." "

Then—" Gao Shizi was momentarily at a loss for words. She thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you call a female employee in, and I'll have her check." "

No, I don't trust our female employees either. Or, a compromise would be to have a policewoman search you. Policewomen are more reliable, okay?" Suzuki said.

"You, you…" Gao Shizi knew Suzuki was threatening her, but she couldn't think of any solution.

"How about it?" Suzuki urged.

Gao Shizi was at a loss, standing there blankly, not knowing how to answer.

Suzuki smiled and said, "If you don't object, I'll untie it for you and check you." He paused and said, "Actually, this is a very common thing. Don't you often have to be checked by the doctor?"

As he spoke, he walked to Gao Shizi's side. Gao Shizi remained standing there, silent.

Suzuki knew she had given in, and his courage grew. He walked behind Gao Shizi and unhooked her bra.

Gao Shizi clutched the bra tightly, but Suzuki subtly stroked her waist. Gao Shizi pulled her hand away, and the bra slipped down. Suzuki

's eyes widened. Gao Shizi immediately covered her breasts with her hands, but most of her full, tender flesh was still exposed.

Those two mounds of flesh resembled two plump peaches, and because Gao Shizi's hands covered her chest, her muscles appeared even fuller.

Suzuki felt a surge of desire. This half-concealed, half-revealed posture was most alluring. He longed to know what lay beneath Gao Shizi's hands.

Gao Shizi said, "Now, can I leave? You can prove I didn't take anything else."

"No, and your pants aren't off yet." “People who steal bras usually steal underwear too,” Suzuki said.

“You’re shameless,” Gao Shizi said through gritted teeth.

Suzuki, however, pressed his advantage. He walked over to Gao Shizi and began to unbutton and zip up her jeans.

“No, no!” Gao Shizi loosened her grip and forcefully pulled at her pants.

Her breasts were fully exposed as she pulled at her pants.

She had two round, large areolas with a pale pink tinge, and at the tips of those areolas were two slightly protruding nipples.

Suzuki was stunned. He had seen many women’s breasts, but in terms of the beauty of their shape, Gao Shizi’s were the most attractive.

Gao Shizi was startled when she saw Suzuki staring intently at her breasts, and instinctively, she covered them with her hands.

Seeing his chance, Suzuki pulled hard, tearing off Gao Shizi's narrow jeans and underwear.

Gao Shizi screamed again, her hands reaching down to cover her private parts.

But while she could cover herself up, she couldn't cover herself down there. The embarrassing situation was indescribable.

Suzuki, like a madman, pulled Gao Shizi into his arms, his hands groping her body. Her skin was so smooth.

Gao Shizi struggled, pushing Suzuki away forcefully, saying, "If you do anything else, I'll scream for help."

Suzuki was startled. He released his grip, and Gao Shizi struggled to the sofa. And, she prepared to pull her pants back up.

"Fine, you can go. But I won't give you that videotape," Suzuki said.

"Videotape? What videotape?" Gao Shizi asked.

"Look, it's here," Suzuki said, pointing to a videotape on the table.

Gao Shizi froze. She didn't understand what Suzuki meant.

Suzuki turned on the VCR, put the tape in, and Gao Shizi's entire theft was immediately displayed.

Gao Shizi's face turned pale; she stood there blankly, at a loss.

Her entire body was now exposed to Suzuki without any covering.

Suzuki was simply overwhelmed by the sight. Gao Shizi stood there like a statue. Her breasts were beautiful, but the triangle beneath her flat buttocks was even more alluring.

There, a thin layer of pubic hair softly covered that mysterious part.

Her thighs were long and slender, her muscles well-proportioned; everything about her was so perfect.

Gao Shizi stared at the videotape, then slumped onto the sofa, burying her face in her hands and weeping.

Suzuki sat down beside her, put his arm around her, and said, "If you behave, I'll give you the videotape in a little while."

Takashiko didn't speak, still crying.

A surge of emotion welled up inside Suzuki. Facing this tearful girl, he felt a sense of superiority; she was now under his control, and he could do as he pleased.

His hands began to roam over Takashiko's smooth body, and soon grasped her two firm breasts.

Takashiko's body twitched. She tried to struggle, but finally stopped, letting Suzuki do as he pleased.

Suzuki gently pushed her down onto the sofa, then stood up and locked all the doors. Then, he pressed the intercom and said, "No one is allowed to come in without my permission."

He returned to Takashiko's side. Takashiko lay on the sofa, her eyes tightly closed.

Suzuki took off all his clothes and sat down beside her.

"The newspapers say that you female college students love playing sex games and having uncensored parties on campus. Is that true?" Suzuki asked, while wantonly kneading Gao Shizi's breasts with both hands.

Gao Shizi shook her head but didn't say anything more.

Suzuki grabbed Gao Shizi's hand and placed it on his penis.

Gao Shizi cried out "Ah!" and immediately pulled her hand back, her face turning bright red.

Suzuki said, "Don't tell me you've never touched a man's thing before."

Gao Shizi didn't utter a sound; she simply let Suzuki greedily caress her body.

Suzuki placed Gao Shizi's hand on his penis again, saying, "Carefully caress me."

Tears welled up in Gao Shizi's eyes again. However, this time she dared not pull away, silently caressing Suzuki's ugly male organ.

Suzuki's hand moved downwards, across the grass, and further down.

His hand touched Gao Shizi's vulva, finding it wet.

Gao Shizi closed her eyes tightly, letting him do as he pleased.

Although her heart resisted, physiologically she couldn't resist Suzuki's stimulation.

Suzuki, though very excited, was ultimately a master of seduction. Frankly, he was very experienced with women and knew exactly how to arouse their desire.

His mouth also began to move downwards, first sucking on the two protruding nipples.

Gao Shizi's body twitched slightly, and she let out a soft moan, followed by continuous humming and groaning sounds: "Ah...oh...uh...ah...oh..."

Suzuki's hand noticed that love juice was flowing freely from her cleavage.

His mouth continued to move downwards, reaching the gushing spring.

He had a fetish for kissing that moist spot. He knew the trick, specifically stimulating her sensitive areas.

Gao Shizi's body began to writhe violently, and she cried out, "No, don't!"

But her hands couldn't help but move over Suzuki's body, stroking him incessantly.

Suzuki sat on the sofa, pulled Gao Shizi close to him, and said, "Come, you serve me too."

Gao Shizi looked terrified and said, "No, don't do this."

"Have you forgotten that videotape?" Suzuki said harshly.

Gao Shizi became an obedient lamb, no longer daring to resist.

Clumsily, she began to touch Suzuki's penis with her mouth. She clearly didn't know how to do it correctly.

"Gently, mmm... ah... good... so comfortable... mmm... ah..." Suzuki instructed, occasionally letting out low moans.

Takashiko slowly grasped the technique. Although she was extremely unwilling, she had absolutely no room for negotiation.

Suzuki felt it was an immense pleasure. Many women had performed the same service for him in the past, but those women were experienced; none could compare to this young girl.

Suzuki could no longer restrain himself. He pushed Takashiko down onto the sofa again, spreading her thighs wide, and began his assault.

Takashiko cried out, her face contorted in pain, tears welling in her eyes.

Suzuki felt the passage was so narrow, almost impossible to pass through. However, after a few thrusts, Takashiko began to accept his fierce attacks.

Suzuki's movements became increasingly intense, and Gao Shizi's initial expression of pain gradually disappeared, replaced by pleasurable moans.

Her reaction excited Suzuki even more, and his movements became faster and faster. Finally, amidst Gao Shizi's series of gasps, he reached his climax.

Everything returned to calm, and Suzuki slumped onto the sofa. He noticed a tiny red spot on the floor. It turned out this was Gao Shizi's first time, and he felt a pang of guilt. He handed Gao Shizi some tissues and hurriedly put his clothes back on. Then

he took out the videotape and the three bras, placed them in a paper bag, and handed it to Gao Shizi, saying, "Okay, you can leave now."

Gao Shizi didn't say anything, but simply put her clothes back on, took the paper bag, took out the three bras, and threw them on the table. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her face showed a venomous expression. She said to Suzuki, "Thank you for giving me such an eternal memory today." "One day, I will give you an eternal memory."

Suzuki's face showed a slight hint of shame, and the venomous look in Gao Shizi's eyes sent a chill down his spine. He dared not say anything more, and simply let her leave

. Suzuki continued to rule his kingdom, and with even greater ruthlessness.
He felt ashamed for a moment about Gao Shizi, and then his feelings quickly faded.
Moreover, having learned from Gao Shizi's experience, he became even more cunning.
He would take advantage of any woman with even a little bit of beauty.
Using this method, he had already toyed with countless women. What made him particularly proud was that none of the victims dared to report it to the police afterward.
Since nothing happened, his lustful audacity only grew.
That day, he was sitting in his office when the security manager walked in again.
"General Manager, there's another one to your liking today," the security manager said. He was, of course, aware of some of Suzuki's actions, and he also knew that he had a particular interest in beautiful women.
As usual, he first looked at the videotape. In the videotape, a beautiful woman appeared, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
In the videotape, she was also stealing a bra.
(Women all love stealing bras,) Suzuki thought.
He was overjoyed. Today, he could finally indulge himself.
He entered the VIP room. The woman was already sitting in a chair. There was also a man repairing something.
"What do you do?" Suzuki asked the man.
"I'm in charge of the security system. There's a minor problem today, so I'm fixing it," the man said.
"Is it done?" Suzuki asked.
"Almost done," the man said. He stood up, glanced at Suzuki and the woman, and said, "Sorry to bother you," before leaving the VIP room.
Suzuki locked all the locks, hung up the phone; the room was now soundproofed, making it feel like a completely different world inside.
He sat back down and carefully observed the woman.
The young woman seemed a little nervous, yet her appearance deeply attracted Suzuki.
She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with long, flowing hair and large, round eyes, but most captivating of all were her breasts. She wore a tight t-shirt, making her breasts appear as if they were about to burst out.
She exuded a mature and alluring charm.
Suzuki sized her up; she wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, but she possessed a unique allure.
"What's your name?" Suzuki asked.
"My name is Yoshiko Ohno," the woman replied.
Suzuki glanced at the table, where a bra and a pair of panties lay.
"You stole these, didn't you?" he asked.
"I...I..." Yoshiko Ohno stammered for a moment, then said, "I just forgot to pay." "
Oh, forgot to pay," Suzuki said with a smile, "Then I'll call the police, and they'll collect the money from you."
"No, no!" Fangzi said in a panic.
"Oh, okay, tell me, what's your profession?" Suzuki asked. In fact, knowing the other person's profession is very important. Some professional women are not afraid of intimidation, but can be won over by enticement.
"I'm a singer, but not famous yet," Fangzi said. "However, a company has recently approached me to sign a contract, so please, don't call the police." "
Didn't you say you just forgot to pay? In that case, you can explain to the police," Suzuki said. "
Okay, don't be so aggressive. I admit everything, what do you want?" Fangzi said.
"Okay, straightforward, I like straightforward people the most," Suzuki said. "So, what do you think?"
"What do you want?" the woman said. "I think this isn't the first time you've encountered something like this. You have your own methods, right?"
"What a smart girl." "I've heard that singers like you sleep with men very easily," Suzuki said.
Yoshiko replied, "From what you're saying, I think you're implying you want me to sleep with you."
Suzuki chuckled twice, thinking to himself, "This woman is really something."
"Is this the first time you've asked women who have stolen things to do this?" Yoshiko asked. "I think definitely not. Can you tell me how many times this has happened?"
"Why do you ask?" Suzuki said with a grin.
"Didn't you say I'm a straightforward person? I think you're just as straightforward," Yoshiko said.
"Anyway, you're not the first," Suzuki said with a smile. Interacting with a woman like this had a unique flavor.
"Isn't this an abuse of power?" Yoshiko asked aggressively.
Suzuki found it somewhat ridiculous. Now, it seemed he was the one being interrogated, while Yoshiko was the interrogator.
"How should I answer you?" Suzuki said with a smile, "Do you think it is?" “
Of course,” Yoshiko said. “Usually, do women agree to your requests?”
“If they don’t, then they’ll have to go see the police and let them handle it,” Suzuki said. “So, I don’t think I’m abusing my power; I’m just giving them another option. Actually, for women, doing that with a man is also a kind of enjoyment.”
“That depends on the opponent,” Yoshiko said. “If it’s a useless guy, it’s torture.”
“Do you want to try?” Suzuki said.
“Do I have any other choice?” Yoshiko said.
“No,” Suzuki said. “Unless you’re willing to see the police and let them handle it.”
“Okay, let’s not talk about the police anymore,” Yoshiko said. “Where is our battlefield? Right here?”
“Yes,” Suzuki said. “I’ve added a lot of equipment here. You see that sofa can turn into a bed, and the other room is a small bathroom.” “
You’ve thought of everything very thoroughly,” Yoshiko said.
She began to take off the t-shirt that was tightly wrapped around her body.
Suzuki felt a sudden light in front of him; Yoshiko was only wearing a very revealing bra underneath, and her two very full breasts were already half-exposed.
Those two mounds of flesh were really very full, and they looked very elastic.
Yoshiko unhooked the bra, and her two breasts bounced forward.
Her two breasts were like bells, with two round and large areolas at the front, and then two small brown grapes.
Suzuki swallowed hard; it was so tempting.
Yoshiko smiled slightly, and she also took off her jeans. Underneath the jeans was a thin pair of briefs, and in that triangle area was a patch of black.
Suzuki felt his penis immediately harden.
Yoshiko walked to his side and said, “So, do you appreciate my body?”
Suzuki said, “You have such an alluring body.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” "This is your prey," Yoshiko said.
Suzuki felt his hands trembling. He reached out and pressed his hand hard against Yoshiko's breasts.
Yoshiko recoiled and said, "To be honest, I think you're shameless." "
Why do you say that?" Suzuki laughed.
"Using this method to coerce a woman, don't you think it's shameless?" Yoshiko said.
"I am shameless, but only if you're willing," Suzuki laughed.
Yoshiko smiled slightly, removing her last barrier.
Suzuki felt his hands trembling; Yoshiko's figure was indeed first-rate.
He couldn't wait any longer, stripping off everything and pouncing on Yoshiko.
Yoshiko said, "Don't be so hasty, lie down on the sofa, I'll serve you now."
Suzuki did as she said, lying down on the sofa. Yoshiko walked to his side and began to kiss him passionately.
Then, Yoshiko's lips began to move downwards, reaching Suzuki's most sensitive spot.
She was indeed an expert; her tongue moved incessantly, giving Suzuki a strong and stimulating sensation, his nerves seemingly taut.
Yoshiko was different from any woman he had encountered before. Previously, he had used coercion and enticement, taking the initiative in everything; but Yoshiko took the initiative, giving him a completely different experience.
His most sensitive spot was entering and exiting Yoshiko's cherry-like lips.
Suzuki couldn't help but let out a long groan, his hands moving incessantly over Yoshiko's smooth body.
Yoshiko sat on Suzuki, guiding him into penetration.
Suzuki felt that her private area was incredibly wet and burning hot.
Yoshiko became a rider, galloping across Suzuki's body.
Her body moved up and down vigorously, and her two firm breasts bounced up and down.
Suzuki couldn't resist grabbing her breasts and kneading them forcefully.
"Ah...oh...good...ah...so stimulating...ah...ah...oh!" Yoshiko began to moan.
These sounds intensified Suzuki's sensations.
Yoshiko's movements became even more intense; she thrust twice, and Suzuki felt himself completely out of control, reaching his final climax.
Then, everything returned to calm.
Yoshiko stood up and said, "You lie down and rest for a while; I'll go clean up."
Suzuki nodded. This time, he was truly exhausted, because everything Yoshiko did was so full of energy and strength.
Ten minutes later, Yoshiko emerged from the small bathroom, already dressed again.
A strange smile played on her lips. She said to Suzuki, "How about you go clean up?"
"Don't go yet, wait here for me," Suzuki said, hurrying into the bathroom.
When he came out, he saw Yoshiko sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, waiting patiently.
"Yoshiko, today was truly unforgettable," Suzuki said to her.
"You've satisfied your lust. Now give me back that videotape and let me go," Yoshiko said.
Suzuki handed the videotape to Yoshiko, who put it in her handbag.
"Yoshiko, can we meet again sometime?" Suzuki asked.
"Are you interested in me?" Yoshiko took a drag of her cigarette and said, "Sure, but if you want to find me, find Okada Takashiko first." "
Okada Takashiko!" Suzuki was very puzzled. Who was that?
"It's the girl you first took advantage of with your power," Yoshiko said. Suzuki
immediately remembered. He recalled that venomous look in her eyes and his heart skipped a beat. He asked, "What's your relationship with her?"
"I was hired by her," Yoshiko said. "Everything that just happened has been recorded on video. Tomorrow, it will be sent to all the major newspapers, and then you'll become a celebrity."
"What?" Suzuki felt sweat beading on his forehead. That repairman from earlier, so...
"Oh, and I forgot to tell you, I have AIDS. Takashiko said she wanted to give you an unforgettable memory," Yoshiko said.
Suzuki felt his whole body go limp and collapsed onto the sofa.

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