Being invited again, honestly… it really made me happy. Just imagining being asked what I hope for again makes my heart race. So this time, I mustered the courage to ask for something more intense. Last time was after a long break, so it was slow and gentle, but this time I wanted it intense… The male actor also asked me the same thing in front of the camera. Was that on purpose? It was incredibly embarrassing to say it in front of him. Other times, I was made to spread my legs on the sofa during an interview, or forced to say lewd things… When I got on all fours, being touched by the male actor sent shivers down my spine. I didn't know how to react properly and found myself wondering what expression I had on my face. When he used a toy on me, I was told to hold back my orgasm multiple times, making it frustratingly hard to endure. And then there's that… that thing. What do you call it? Lingerie? Anyway, wearing something so lewd made me feel so embarrassed and unsure of what to do with my hands or where to look. Yet, despite feeling so embarrassed, I found myself getting more and more aroused. Wondering how he would hold me in this lewd outfit… The caresses, the blowjob, the penetration—it all felt incredibly good. It was intense and really great sex.
