JUY-717 Ai Sayama EngSubJAV – Storm Night with my boss’s wife

JUY-717 Ai Sayama EngSubJAV – Storm Night with my boss’s wife

Release date: 2018-12-29
Code: JUY-717 Ai Sayama EngSubJAV
Title: 暴風雨 上司の奥さんと二人だけの夜 佐山愛
Actress: Sayama Love
Actor: Yuuto Kuroda
Genre: Mature Woman, Wife, Big Breasts, Big Ass, Individual, Ntr, Slim Pixelated, Hd, Exclusive, Big tits, Cuckold, Digital Mosaic, Huge Butt, Married Woman, Mature Woman, Solowork
Series: 暴風雨 ○○と二人だけの夜
Maker: Madonna
Director: 豆沢豆太郎
Label: Madonna

The typhoon raged outside, a relentless assault of wind and rain. Kuroda, drenched to the bone, stood before his boss’s house. He wasn’t there by choice. An urgent request for work materials had brought him here, a request Kuroda couldn’t refuse, especially on a day like this.

A flicker of movement caught his eye. Ai, his boss’s wife, appeared at the corner, struggling against the wind with a bulging shopping bag. Worry etched itself on her face as she fumbled with the keys. Kuroda instinctively rushed forward to help.

Their eyes met for a brief moment. Ai offered a tired smile, her soaked hair plastered to her face. A pang of guilt shot through Kuroda. He knew he shouldn’t feel this way. Ai, with her grace and gentle nature, was everything his boss didn’t deserve. Yet, an unwelcome attraction had taken root within him ever since their first encounter.

He ushered her inside, the warmth of the house a stark contrast to the storm outside. Ai apologized profusely for the inconvenience, her voice laced with concern for his well-being in the storm. As she bustled around, making him a cup of tea, Kuroda felt a battle raging within him. He was drawn to her kindness, her strength in the face of the storm mirroring his own internal struggle.

The guilt intensified. How could he entertain such feelings when his responsibility was to his work, to his boss who trusted him? Shame burned in his chest, a counterpoint to the unwanted desire simmering beneath the surface.

JUY-717 Ai Sayama JAVSubIndo He finished his tea in a hurry, the meeting forgotten. The air crackled with unspoken tension, a tempest within mirroring the one outside. With a heavy heart, Kuroda made his excuses. The typhoon offered a convenient excuse to escape the dangerous territory he found himself in.

As he stepped back into the storm, the rain felt cleansing. It wasn’t just the water washing away the physical discomfort, but also a symbol of the need to wash away his disloyal thoughts. He knew he had to find a way to distance himself from Ai, to bury his inappropriate feelings for his boss’s wife. The typhoon would pass, but the storm within him threatened to rage on.