[SORA-409] My pride was that I had obtained an M-type meat toilet J-type in the wild... On a certain day in May that I met by chance. Your existence turned me, a 40-year-old, into a rapist. Yoko Miyazaki, climaxing and squirting, with a polaroid.
In a certain town in northern Kanto, where pastoral and tranquil air flows, leaving the issue of depopulation aside, the girls' school students here are indeed different from those in the city. Their extreme purity, too sharp, gouged at my heart. Even knowing it was a crime, I couldn't stop. I didn't understand myself. Being manipulated arbitrarily by a girl less than half my age, driven only by the foolish act of sadistic desire, I wanted to destroy everything about her. Her transparent white skin and honest, unwavering eyes. Beautiful things exist to be broken. Someone famous once said that, and I understand it well now. I am nobody. I merely exist to assist in becoming the flesh receptacle she desires. Neither more nor less...
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