The last time I took a picture, I was surprised that it was so good. It was the most comfortable I have ever felt in my life, and I felt like I opened up a new world that people could feel so comfortable with H. However, I knew the goodness of it, so ... the number of times I wanted to do something H increased. There were more nights to do H alone, and I didn’t have a chance to work with anyone, so I came here again. When the staff told me, "I want you to blame me in my own way this time," I was half confused and half happy. I was nervous when I thought that a professional actor was the other party, but it was a great opportunity and I felt that blaming each other would be more comfortable. I tried my best with that thought, but after all the technique of the actor was great ... I was at the mercy of it in no time. But I will try to blame the actor's things in my own way, such as pinching them with my chest and licking them. If I was stuck in the back, my chest would be shaking, and I thought what a slap in the face. There were a lot of unpleasant sounds, and I couldn't stand my own voice. I felt so bad that I couldn’t breathe, and at the end my mind was blank. . . . it felt great. I love H more and more.
