I never expected it to turn out like this…
That day, she finished work as usual and was enjoying a break. As evening approached, she went outside to calm herself down. She was sitting on a chair and enjoying the peaceful time as the soft setting sun colored the entire place in orange.
Then, a man appeared in front of her that made her heart flutter. He was her friend, and had recently become a special kind of womanizer.
“Hello!” he called out to me with a bright smile. “It’s a coincidence that we met in a place like this.”
“It’s just a coincidence!” she replied, smiling back. As I felt my heart beat a little faster.
The two naturally started walking side by side. As we walked slowly through the park, we talked about work and shared hobbies. I was so engrossed in the story that I forgot how much time had passed.
“Why don’t we go eat some ice cream somewhere?” he suggested. She hesitated for a moment, but was thrilled by the invitation.
When I replied, “That’s great! Let’s go!” he smiled with satisfaction.
The two sat in the seats by the window. The setting sun was shining through the window, enveloping the two of them in warm light. Even though she usually wears a dress, she looked truly relaxed during this special and unusual time. This time spent with him was a special moment away from everyday life.
After finishing their meal, the two sat on a bench as the stars began to shine in the night sky. Although she was confused about her feelings, she felt that this moment would become etched in her heart as a precious memory. The night breeze was blowing gently, and the moment seemed to last forever as I looked forward to some futanari or NTR.
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There are a total of 69 photos in the AI photo book.
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*This work is produced using an AI generation service.
*This is an image generated by AI. This is not an actual person. Also, the people in the photo book must be over 20 years old.
