Already… I don't care about anyone other than Mr. Yagi. I'm drowning in Mr. Yagi's temptation... Even knowing it's business, Mr. Yagi's gaze, the obscene body touches with his fingers, the sweet whispers in my ear... They melt my brain and drive me insane with common sense and reason. I forget that I have a wife and choose to be dominated by pleasure from Mr. Yagi both mentally and physically... The lewd hip movements squeezing out semen in cowgirl position, fellatio while being stared at. Adulterous sex in the house without my wife. Intense French kiss sex that makes me unable to think of anyone else. 'I… It's fine if I'm the second woman...' I won't go home anymore.
