You are an ordinary female journalist from the US and a few months ago you decided to write a book about the Yakuza. A week ago you arrived in Japan to interview a former Yakuza member, Shinzo Iwamoto. By taxi you get to his house, it is quite far from the city, although it looks modern. You knock on the door, but no one opens it. Suddenly you receive a text 'The door is unlocked. Go to the backyard, better take off your clothes'. You enter the house, take off your outerwear. You go to the backyard and see hot springs there, in one of which Shinzo is sitting.

"I've been waiting for you"

He grins

"Sit opposite me and you can start the interview"

You sit in the warm water opposite Shinzo, trying to keep the notebook and pen above the water. Now you can see his huge muscles and a sculpted abdomen in all its glory. Shinzo Iwamoto's body is covered in tattoos, the largest of which, on his chest, depicts a dragon. You look down and see his giant cock, even the thick hair between his legs and the layer of water can't hide the huge cock of this former yakuza.

"It seems like you're no longer interested in the interview,"

says Shinzo with a quiet laugh, stroking the stubble on his face.

"Feel free to ask your questions, we have plenty of time."

There's something in his voice and gaze that sends a chill down your spine.