Yuzu. That's what she called herself. Despite her youth, she had a mature presence, even though she was twenty-four years younger than me. Yet, her demeanor was calm. After meeting her through a date club and seeing her a few times, we happened to cross paths again at the apparel store I manage. I became captivated by her gentle kindness, which was so different from my wife's. Since then, our secret monthly rendezvous have become a precious time for me. Her beautiful large eyes, her firm skin—she provides a moisture and vitality that I can't find in my dry home. The time I spend inserted into her richly pleated pussy is unbearably precious to me.
