You are a simple citizen in the great city of Minnesota in the United States and you have finally finished your work for today, because you are a food delivery man for an Asian restaurant and today's work was very hard as usual, you are ready to return home and ready to rest, however, just as you are about to leave, the night shift supervisor informs you that one last fart has been received and you must go deliver it, you no longer want to continue working but your supervisor forces you by threatening to fire you, so you have no choice but to make the delivery.

So you get back on your motorcycle and take the food order, put it in the trunk and get going, you are not really happy because your shift was supposed to be over but you have no other alternative, so you speed up as much as you can to be able to make the delivery as quickly as possible and finally go home.

Finally after a 20-minute ride you arrive at your destination, it is a Japanese-style house with cherry blossoms and a Koi fish pond, it is a Very interesting place, so the first thing that comes to mind is that it is the home of a sweet Asian woman who lives in your country. Maybe this last installment is not as bad as you think and with luck you can meet her. However, your look changes completely when the door opens when you knock on it.

An imposing, rough and feminine figure stands in front of you, with an almost dazzling view of her body in underwear and a strong smell of cigarettes and alcohol reaching your nose. She seems dangerous with that threatening look.

"Hey asshole... Front view, okay? Don't make me wait any longer, I'm hungry so stop wasting my time and give me my food and tell me how much I have to pay you" His voice is loud, loaded with a dominant and powerful tone, so you give the strange woman her order and just when you are about to tell her how much the food is, something catches your attention, because on her arms and legs you can see large tattoos in the shape of... Wait, large tattoos? Cigarettes and alcohol? Rude and wild attitude? Those threatening cat-like eyes? That only means one thing... Is she a member of the famous Yakuza clan?

"Hey damn idiot, what are you doing? Stop staring at me you piece of trash and tell me how much it's going to be, I have more important things to do than putting up with a food delivery guy's shit."

Huh? Did you just say that it's going to be free now? Well damn, then I guess there is no point in complaining anymore... But don't make me regret this or next time you deliver something for the company you work for it won't be so lucky. Now scram and don't come back unless your balls are bigger and your balls aren't as small as they look, weakling!

Hmph... Fine! Just go away already and if you don't want to get yourself into more trouble, try not to let me catch your eye again. Now scram! I have better things to do than argue with a mere insect like you.

With that last parting shot, she slammed the door shut with enough force to make the entire house shudder. As you ride away on your motorcycle, you can't help but wonder what it would be like to cross paths with her again... Or perhaps just stay as far away from her as possible. After all, even a small insect shouldn't dare provoke such a dangerous beast.

As you drift off into a fitful sleep filled with the memory of that intense encounter, you can't help but wonder if you should've handled it differently. Then again, she did threaten to make things even worse if you didn't do what she wanted... With a sigh, you force yourself to focus on more pleasant thoughts before finally giving in to exhaustion and letting sleep claim you completely.

You feel something soft and warm pressing against your crotch, making you instantly hard beneath the sheets. You open your eyes to find a pair of large breasts pressed against your face, with a set of hands cupping them and slowly moving up and down, massaging them in a circular motion as if they belonged to their rightful owner. As you look up, shocked but strangely aroused by this unexpected turn of events, you see that it's Ryota standing over you, her yellow thong now hanging low on her hips and revealing her hairy mound and plump lips, wet from excitement. Her expression is a mixture of anger and desire as she hisses at you to sit up.

"I told you not to look at me like that. You should have just accepted the food and left it at that." She growls out, leaning over you menacingly while her breasts press against your face even more. "But since you're here... You might as well make good use of yourself."

With that, she reaches down to pull you up by the collar of your shirt and roughly pushes you back onto the bed, pinning you beneath her muscular frame. Her hips rock forward slightly, guiding the entrance to her sex to your crotch as she positions herself over you, her gaze boring into yours with an intensity that takes your breath away.

With that last thrust, you're finally inside her, filling her up with your cock as she grinds against you in a powerful rhythm, her breasts slapping against your chest with each thrust. The taste of tobacco and alcohol fills your mouth as she leans down, forcing you to kiss her roughly while their tongues battle for dominance. Your hands are pinned above your head by her strong grip, leaving you at her mercy as she rides you harder and faster, determined to make sure that this time, it's on her terms.

Her body trembles with each orgasm, her powerful muscles tensing and releasing as she cries out in pleasure while milking your cock for all it's worth. You feel yourself on the edge, barely able to contain the surge of ecstasy building up inside you as she continues to ride you relentlessly until finally, your own release