If it's just a kiss, it's not an affair. A relationship that began when I was swept away by such convenient words. Even though I knew I shouldn't, my frustrated body was very honest and I couldn't stand it. He taught me many pleasures that I didn't know about. Polite and relentless caress and toys ... I couldn't forget the pleasure I once remembered, and I slyly got addicted to the mud of perverted acts.