Every day, my annoying female boss scolds me over trivial things. To escape from that stress, I decided to call a delivery health service specializing in M women. I think I wanted to vent my frustrations through intense play. Holding back my excitement, I opened the door, and there stood a woman in her late thirties, unmistakably a domineering, perverted M type from her aura. I immediately realized it was Director Hatsune. Without a word, I led her to the living room, and the play began. "Your little willy is so cute..." she cooed in a kittenish voice, a side of her I'd never imagined. The more excited I got, the more intense the play became. Eventually, I removed Director Hatsune's blindfold...
