Saki Hatsumi wakes up to Mazo. A beautiful female teacher being called by her colleagues for weakness. It’s a relentless, hard-bodied frog, mangroved toy training, four-piece candle and rose play, facial treading and neckhunting. The tears are wiped out in the rude play, and the ezuki soup is dripped and leaked with a large amount of oyster tide. When I realized it, the pain turned into a pleasure, and I woke up to be a obedient sex rapist who wanted to suffer himself.