Chloe Saijo Brothel ❤️❤️

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Ayy, Gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? Fuckin’ wild joint, lemme tell ya. Picture this – dark, smoky, girls struttin’ like they own the place. Kinda reminds me of that rat in *Ratatouille*, y’know? “Anyone can cook!” – yeah, anyone can fuck too, apparantly! Hah! Been to one in AC once, swear to Christ, place smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Got this chick, right, looked like she coulda been Remy’s cousin – sneaky, quick, knew the game. Made me laugh, fuckin’ surprised me, honestly.

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Penetration after rubbing cock and pussy against each other for an oily intercrural sex session felt too good!

First stop, the Saijo sake brewery district. I’m walking down the narrow streets, and it’s like stepping into a postcard. The old wooden buildings, the smell of rice, and the vibe is just... wow. I’m feeling all artsy and stuff. But then, bam! I trip over a loose stone. Like, seriously? Who leaves stones lying around? I’m all “Come on, Saijo, get it together!”

Taste of Saijo: Hand rolls, grilled skewers and Hatsuzumi Nori