Airi Sega - I Want You To Show Me Your Panties With A Disgusted Face

Airi's Disgusted Surrender: A Rainy Afternoon of Forbidden Pleasure

The rain was a relentless percussion against the windowpane, a grey, endless curtain that had trapped the two of them inside Airi Sega’s impeccably clean apartment. The air was thick with the scent of old books, her faint, floral perfume, and the unspoken tension that had been coiling between them for hours. They were supposed to be studying for their literature final, but the pretense had long since worn thin, the textbooks lying closed on the low glass table like sleeping sentinels guarding a forgotten post.