She was the pure classmate I've always loved. Just like a fluttering angel.
● It's been since graduation. A long-awaited reunion at an izakaya.
My heart is pounding.
But even after all this time, our relationship hasn't changed.
The only thing that's different is the alcohol in front of us.
Turning 20, our first time drinking.
As time passes, she gets more and more drunk.
I take her to a hotel to look after her while she's completely wasted.
"No one-night stands..." we had even talked about that...
............................
Completely drunk, she unexpectedly transforms into a licking nympho.
She approaches me, sticking her tongue out.
That pure girl is now giving me French kisses, handjobs, and sloppy blowjobs.
Is it because she's drunk? Or is it her true instinct?
