FSDSS-245 Yuko Ono – Eng Sub Reverse NTR “My Wife Is Waiting At Home”
FSDSS-245 Yuko Ono – Eng Sub Reverse NTR “My Wife Is Waiting At Home …” After The Drinking Party, I Missed The Last Train And Was Alone With My Big Tits Subordinate At The Hotel. Friday Night When She Was Filthy Until Morning And Continued To Ejaculate To The Limit
Release date: 2021-06-24
Code: FSDSS-245
Title: 逆NTR「妻が家で待っているのに…」飲み会後、終電を逃して巨乳部下とホテルで2人きり。朝まで痴女られ限界射精し続けた金曜の夜。小野夕子
Actress: Yuko Ono
Actor: Oyo Nakano
Genre: Ol, Big Breasts, Individual, Ntr, Hd, Subordinate Or Colleague, Big tits, Cuckold, OL, Solowork, Subordinates / Colleagues
Maker: FALENO
Director: 山口メンバー
Label: FALENO star
A Night of Regret
The neon lights of the city blurred into a kaleidoscope as I stumbled out of the revolving doors of the company’s annual drinking party. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and the distant hum of traffic. I fumbled for my phone, my fingers clumsy and cold. The screen lit up, revealing the time: 1:30 AM. Panic surged through me. I’d missed the last train home.
My mind raced as I considered my options. Should I try to hail a taxi? Or perhaps find a nearby hotel to stay the night? The thought of facing my wife’s disappointed gaze in the morning was enough to make me shudder.
As I was about to give up and resign myself to a night on the streets, I heard a familiar voice. “Hey, are you okay?” It was Yuko, a junior office lady from my department. She had a mischievous glint in her eye, and her breath smelled strongly of alcohol.
“I think I missed the last train,” I replied, my voice barely a whisper.
“Don’t worry,” she said, her hand finding mine. “Let’s go to my hotel. It’s just down the street.”
I hesitated, torn between my desire to get home and the comfort of having someone to keep me company. In the end, exhaustion and the promise of a warm bed won out. We hailed a taxi and soon arrived at Yuko’s hotel.
As we walked towards the elevator, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss. Yuko was behaving strangely, her eyes darting around the lobby with a predatory gleam. When we reached her room, she wasted no time in closing the door behind us and turning up the music.
I tried to resist her advances, but she was relentless. Her touch was insistent, her breath hot against my ear. I felt a surge of guilt, a pang of longing for my wife. But the alcohol had clouded my judgment, and I found myself succumbing to her charms.
The night that followed was a blur of regret and desire. In the morning, as I lay in bed beside Yuko, I felt a deep sense of shame. I had betrayed my wife’s trust, and I knew there would be consequences. As I got dressed to leave, Yuko seemed almost disappointed. “Why are you leaving so soon?” she asked, her voice laced with a hint of accusation.
I didn’t answer. I just nodded and walked out of the room, leaving behind a piece of myself that I would never get back
