First-time Photoshoot: A Married Woman’s Documentary Featuring Natsumi Omachi

I slowly inhaled, and took in a beautiful bouquet of aromas that I’ll never forget. Her feet were the only thing I’d change. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Perky little tits, her nipples always seemed to be hard, and piercing through her white shirts she liked to wear. The slight tan line making out the shape of a very small bikini. Today was different. Carrie was a stupid slut. “Carrie”, I said a little louder, but she didn’t respond. If I had any money today, I would have quickly offered to get it for her, and brush off to the bathroom, but I had none. “Yeah, what’s up” I said, a little flustered. I couldn’t help but make hand motions simulating grabbing and massaging her smooth white ass. I dreamed of burying my face in her ass. I knew my face was red, but I didn’t expect hers to be as much. “Come here so i can give you the money”.