Pushers Shana BNST-092

Good evening. My territory is around Shinjuku. Selling xxx, and doing xxx on the side. The nightclub scene in Shinjuku is always filled with a vortex of desire and heavy bass. Late weekend night, in a nightclub in the basement of a building in Kabukicho, Shinjuku. In the dance floor where the bass vibrates, a particularly eye-catching hot girl is dancing. You can tell she's a professional dancer just by looking at her body's axis. I found her alone at the bar and went up to talk to her. She's a dancer, and I heard she came to Tokyo alone from Osaka. She usually dances in nightclubs in Osaka, and this time she came to investigate what nightclubs in Shinjuku are like. She's a super cute hot girl, and very good at talking. With her light and lively Kansai accent, we quickly became acquainted. As glasses clinked, the heat of the dance floor and the alcohol took effect, and the distance between us shortened. In whispers in her ear, the conversation became more and more ambiguous, and I didn't miss the moment when her eyes gradually became hazy and moist. "Let's go somewhere quiet for a smoke." Hand in hand, we headed to a multi-functional restroom deep inside the nightclub. The moment the door locked, the small space filled with her sweet perfume and warmth. Pressing her against the wall, she gave me a defiant smile. "What do you want?" My body pressed closer than my words, forcing her to kneel. Kneeling, she expertly unbuckled my belt, looking at me with a seductive gaze, and took my penis into her mouth. The skillful use of her tongue, honed by dance, and the powerful suction made me groan. The small room echoed with wet, sticky sounds as I reached my climax. After leaving the restroom, we drove straight through the alleys of Kabukicho, heading straight for a neon-lit motel. Until dawn, we explored each other's bodies, spending an intense time together, finally falling into a deep sleep, exhausted. A few days later. "I'm going to Tokyo again this week, can we meet?" she texted. I thought it was just a one-night stand, but this unexpected connection made me smile. We met again near my building on a weekend evening. We bought alcohol at a convenience store and drank on the sofa with music playing. A so-called "chill" time. Unlike the noisy nightclub last time, the air was relaxed. Then, the walkie-talkie rang. It was my junior. The girl was initially wary, but the cheerful Sana didn't mind and happily welcomed him. The three of us took turns smoking and chatting about trivial things. As things progressed, the temperature in the room gradually rose. My junior clearly didn't know where to look, secretly glancing at the girl's chest and legs. The girl noticed and grinned mischievously. "Hey, Xiaoxing. Were you looking at me the whole time?" I pulled the girl closer, kneading her breasts. The girl seemed shy in front of my junior, but her body betrayed her... her vagina was already soaking wet. "Hey, shall we do it together, the three of us?" "Huh? Are you serious?" She kissed me while her soaking wet pussy was being licked by my backside, her juices flowing like a flood. Faced with this voluptuous hottie, the shackles of reason completely crumbled. The quiet chill in the apartment building room was instantly reversed, swept into a passionate and intense night for the three of us.