Yura-san was always kind and approachable, hiding her naughty side beneath a veil of innocence. Despite wanting to believe she wasn't really that way, there were too many instances where she couldn't help but catch my eye as she indulged in various acts of debauchery. When I finally mustered up the courage to confess my desires to her, she surprisingly agreed without hesitation. Our first time together was everything I had fantasized about... except for the love part. It was raw, passionate sex devoid of any emotional connection. Before long, I found myself becoming nothing more than a convenient tool for her pleasure—a living, breathing vibrator at her disposal whenever she desired.
