Nur
Official Studio
Every time I share my body with him, I can't help but remember those moments with that girl. No matter how much I tell myself it's wrong, I still find myself comparing our bodies... Hidden away and deceiving myself, I continue to pour out my endless desires.
In the office, in the conference room, in the restroom, on the train—everywhere I go, I'm expected to give in and squeeze out my energy. The body of the newlywed, which was supposed to seek and share so much together, even yearning for the fruits of our union, has gradually become so saturated by my junior's touch that it quickly becomes aroused...
If I hadn’t given in back then, if I had refused at that moment, if I had been caught... I was aware that every excuse I made only intensified that craving within me.