Pull out the roots of the dos black sexual desire that a woman has hidden. The knot that bites into the nakedness, surpassing the bare genitals. Contrary to the mind that collapses with pain and humiliation, the flesh and blood that begins to boil awakens and awakens to pleasure. I should have turned my eyes away from her, but when she tortured my own body, she opened her eyes and trembled and fell... The words I squeezed out while holding my breath were "Thank you."
