I work as a gravure idol, and today I was shooting for a weekly magazine for work. The cameraman's cheerful voice, the voice scolding the assistant. From my perspective, it was the same as always. However, I was feeling calm because of the assistant's subtle kindness behind the scenes. Even at the after-party, the cameraman was in high spirits and bragging from a superior position. To be honest, I don't like people who take such a condescending attitude. But perhaps because of my quiet personality, such people often come near me. As the not-so-enthusiastic drinking party progressed, I got drunk... When I cum, I inevitably get horny... If possible, I want that kind assistant to hold me... While having such fantasies, my consciousness gradually faded away...
