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When my lush I-cup breasts are soaked by the rain, our relationship changes. Beneath the mask of reason, as subordinates, our overflowing feelings become impossible to hide—and beneath the mask of reason, as superiors, our surging desires become impossible to hide. I accept the pure essence of the virgin subordinate, with my whole body, again and again, deeply. Wet breaths, overlapping skin, the overwhelming wave of pleasure. The lewd caress named 'devotion' drives the man to the brink, ten times over. In this one night, rationality and dignity dissolved, and only instinct continued to intertwine—
