Tsubame is wearing a white face mask, a long-sleeved white blouse, and a short, tight black skirt. She is going over the rules with her boyfriend Shota to have sex with you, use a condom, record live and give him the final video without the live camera. She says goodbye to her boyfriend with a kiss on the cheek. Okay, bye!... See you when I'm done with this. She approaches you and stands next to you but pushes you aside with her arm and huffs. Hey, you're so close! Stay away, don't think you're good, okay? With an angry and bored face she threatens you If you cross the line, I will kill you!!

She turns her head away from you, huffing softly as she keeps walking towards the bedroom. You follow close behind, both of your heart beating faster and faster. Tsubame finally reaches the bed and sits down on it, waiting for you to make the first move... or at least give her some distance so she can calm herself down a little bit more.

She glances over at you and frowns, then immediately looks away again when your gaze lingers too long on her body. She's conflicted; part of her wants this, but another part doesn't want anyone touching her except Shota... or maybe that should be just Mathonwy now...

Tsubame flinches as she feels your gaze shift from just looking at her to something more intense... She turns even redder in the face, biting her lower lip and nervously glancing around the room, trying to find a distraction or any reason not to look back at you. Her heart pounds hard against her ribs as she begins to wonder what could have caused such a change in your expression.

"H-Huh?" She asks, her voice shaking slightly as she turns to look back at you with wide, confused eyes. "I... I don't understand what you mean..." Her cheeks flush even redder as she realizes that Shota must have told you about the way they usually talk and joke around...

Her eyes go wide with shock and horror when she hears this news; not only about your past in pornography but also about how Shota could be so cruel. "S-Shota...?!" She sputters, shaking her head in disbelief. "He would never do that..." Her voice trails off as she starts to remember some of the things he's said or done recently that didn't sit right with her but she had brushed off.

She looks back up at you, conflicted and embarrassed all at once. "I... I-I'm sorry..." She stammers out, her hands trembling as they clasp together in front of her lap. "I didn't know... I mean, we joke around and stuff, but I never thought he'd take it that far..." Her eyes begin to well up with tears and she bites down on her lower lip to stop them from falling.

Her breath hitches as she feels your hand cupping her face; it's a gentle touch but still sends shivers down her spine. She looks up into your eyes, searching for any hint of anger or mockery... but all she sees is sincerity and sympathy. It confuses her even more; why would you care so much about how Shota treated her?

Without thinking twice, she leans forward and presses her lips against yours in a soft, hesitant kiss. It's chaste at first, barely brushing against your lips before pulling back again... but then she feels herself growing bolder as her heart beats faster and faster, urging her on. Her tongue darts out to trace the edge of your mouth before pushing past it into your mouth, tangling with yours in a sensual dance.

Her breasts press against your chest as she arches into you; her body craving more contact than just their lips touching. She moans softly into your mouth, feeling the heat spread through her at being so close and intimate with you... with someone who isn't Shota. It feels wrong but right at the same time, making her head spin in a mix of confusion and desire.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels your enthusiasm spill into the kiss; her body responding in kind with a surge of desire that makes her moan deeper into your mouth. "Y-You're not so bad yourself..." She whispers between kisses, trailing her hands up your chest to wrap around your neck as she pulls herself even closer. Her breasts press against you, hardening with every breath they take, aching for contact and attention.

She breaks the kiss reluctantly, their lips brushing against each other in tiny but sweet caresses before moving down your jawline to your neck where she nibbles gently on your skin, sending shivers through both of you. Her tongue dances with yours once more, pushing past your teeth and playing tag with her own. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't... This isn't..." She trails off, unable to finish as she feels herself losing control in this moment with you.

Her hips shift restlessly against yours, seeking friction where there is none, wanting more contact between your bodies than just their mouths touching. She moans into the kiss, arching her back and pressing her ass harder against you, desperate for relief from this need that only seems to grow stronger with every passing second they spend together.

She lets out a sharp gasp as you push her back onto the bed and begins trailing kisses down her body, stopping at first just below her breasts before moving lower still... Her nipples harden into tight peaks beneath your tongue and lips and she moans even louder when they come in contact with you. Her hips arch off the bed as you tease her nipples, craving more of your attention there... but then you finally reach her core and all thought escapes her.

Her back arches again as you press your tongue against her swollen folds, exploring every inch of her wetness with expert fingers and a hungry mouth. She cries out, the sound muffled by the pillow beneath her head; one hand fists in the sheets as the other tangles in your hair, holding you close to her so that she can feel every stroke of your tongue on her sensitive flesh.

Her hips roll and buck against your face as waves of pleasure wash over her; she's never felt anything like this before... with Shota it's always been slow and gentle but with you it's demanding and powerful... just how she wanted it to be all along. Her cries grow louder, becoming incoherent as she comes undone beneath your skilled ministrations; her body arches sharply off the bed and her fingers curl into the sheets as her climax washes over her in a crashing wave of bliss.

She gasps for air, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath... but it doesn't come easily when every nerve ending in her body is still on fire from your expert attention. She looks down at you where you continue to lap at her sensitive folds with the tip of your tongue, relishing in the taste of her cum... and realization dawn

gapes as she stares down at you, the realization hitting her like a ton of bricks. She feels warm all over; not just from her orgasm but also from... something else. Something she can't quite put her finger on yet. "Oh..." she breathes softly, her voice still hoarse from crying out in pleasure.

Her fingers tremble as they reach up to touch your cheek, feeling the rough stubble there beneath her fingertips. It's so different from Shota's smooth skin... and yet somehow more appealing to her now. She leans forward slowly, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before pulling back with a shaky breath. "I..." she starts to say, but doesn't know how to finish the thought.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she looks into your eyes; they hold so much more than just lust or anger... there's something else there too... something that makes her feel both safe and exposed all at once. She feels a blush creeping up her neck and across her cheeks, heating her skin beneath your touch.

Her breath catches in her throat as she watches your tongue explore every crevice of her wetness; the feeling of it lapping at her sensitive flesh sends shockwaves through her body and makes her squirm restlessly beneath you. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever experienced before... so intense and demanding... but in a way that leaves her craving more.

Her hips rise off the bed once again as another wave of pleasure washes over her, tensing and relaxing rhythmically as your fingers dance inside her while your tongue continues its relentless assault on her most sensitive spots. She moans loudly into the pillow, unable to contain the sounds any longer; their needy cries filling the air between them as she feels herself grow closer and closer to climaxing once more.

Her fingers tangle in your hair, pulling gently at the strands as her body arches off the bed again... further this time until she's practically hovering above it with only her ass and thighs still touching the mattress. She gasps for air, unable to speak or think clearly through the haze of pleasure that fills every part of her being... all she can do is feel and react to the expert attention you're giving her.

Her eyes fly open at the sight of your hard cock; her mouth goes dry and her heart pounds in her throat as she takes in every inch of you. She had always known Shota was small... but never like this. Never with such a large, imposing member that promises to fill her up completely and make her scream for more.

Her hands shake as they reach down to touch it, stroking the length of your erection through your boxers before finally grabbing at the hem and pulling them down, revealing your cock fully to her greedy gaze. She can't believe how big you are... it's almost impossible for something like that to actually fit inside her... but the thought of trying only sends a fresh wave of desire coursing through her veins.

She looks back up at you with hooded eyes, her expression somewhere between desire and apprehension; she wants this... she needs this... but it scares her too. Part of her still wants Shota... or maybe even both of you... but another part is sure that if she lets herself have this right now, there won't be going back from it.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she stares up at you, searching for any sign of deceit or mockery... but all she sees is sincerity in your eyes. It takes everything in her not to lean forward and press her lips against yours again; the urge to feel your mouth on hers, to taste and be tasted by you, is almost overwhelming.

Her hands tremble as they reach down to stroke your length once more, marveling at the thickness and girth of your cock. Her mouth water as she looks at it, wondering what it would feel like sliding into her mouth... deep down her throat... how it would taste on her tongue. She shivers with anticipation, not quite daring to take that final step yet... but wanting nothing more than for you to help her make the decision.

Her breath catches in her throat as she remembers Shota and their relationship; she isn't sure what she wants anymore or if there's even a way for everything to go back to how it was before this mess with your past in porn and his blackmailing scheme started. All she knows is that right now, with you... she feels something she's never felt before... and it scares her more than anything else.

Her heart pounds even faster as she feels your lips meet hers; the kiss is demanding and possessive but also gentle in a way that makes her feel cherished despite the roughness of your touch. She presses herself closer against you, wrapping her arms around your neck and arching into the kiss, needing to feel every inch of you pressed against her skin.

Her tongue darts out to explore your mouth, tangling with yours in a sensual dance that only serves to heighten her arousal; she moans into the kiss, the sound vibrating through her as she clings desperately to this last shred of control before giving herself fully over to you.

Her hands tremble as they begin to explore further down your body; tracing patterns on your abs and hips before moving lower still until she finally wraps her fingers around the base of your erection, squeezing gently. She feels it twitch in her grasp, hardening even more against her touch and sending a wave of pleasure rippling through her entire body. With a shaky breath, she lets go and rests her hand on your thigh instead... for now.

She gasps as she feels your fingers sliding between her folds again; they're warm and firm against her sensitive flesh and she moans into the kiss as you begin to stroke her slowly, carefully. "I want... I want this," she whispers breathlessly, arching her hips off the bed further in invitation. "But... but not yet..." Her hands tremble as they find your belt buckle and start working at undoing it; the need to feel you inside her grows stronger with every passing moment, overwhelming her senses until she can barely focus on anything else.

Her fingers fumble with the button of your jeans before finally managing to wrestle them open, revealing the steel-gray placket and your hairy thigh beneath it. She pauses for a moment, taking in the sight of you... so large and hard against her fingertips... it's almost too much to take in, making her heart race even faster in anticipation of what comes next.

With shaking hands, she pushes your jeans down your hips and off, revealing your hairless groin and the enormous length of cock that springs free from its confines; it's almost painful to look at... so big and intimidating... but at the same time, she can't tear her eyes away. Her lips part as if of their own accord, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she takes in every inch of you with hungry eyes.

"I want to see..." she murmurs, tracing the length of your shaft with gentle fingertips before reaching out and gripping you firmly, stroking up and down slowly. "So big... It feels so good..." Her voice breaks as she continues to stroke, her eyes drifting shut and

Her eyes flutter shut as she feels the head of your cock press against her entrance; with a shaky breath, she pushes back against you andfeels you slide easily inside her. She lets out a low moan, arching her back as you fill her completely, stretching her in ways that make every nerve ending in her body stand on end with need and desire.

Her hands claw at your chest, digging into the muscles beneath your skin as she rides you, their bodies moving together in a rhythm born of lust and longing. She thrusts her hips upward to meet each of your downward strokes, wanting more... craving the feeling of you deep inside her. Her breath comes in short gasps as pleasure washes over her in waves; it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before, making her feel both possessed and free at once.

Her fingers find their way between your bodies again, circling her swollen clit and teasing the sensitive skin surrounding it until she feels the telltale tightening of her muscles signalling her impending climax. With a shaky moan, she pushes herself up onto her hands and knees, presenting her rounded ass to you as an invitation for you to take control once more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your thrusts grow deeper and harder; the feeling of you pushing into her from behind is almost too much to bear, but at the same time it feels impossibly good. She arches her back further, pressing her ass even tighter against your pelvis as she surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body.

Her fingers continue to tease her clit, circling and rubbing until it's hard and swollen under her fingertips; the sensation sends shockwaves of desire spiraling through her core, making it tighten almost painfully around your cock with each thrust. Her moans grow louder, uncontrolled as she feels herself on the brink of orgasm; her body tenses and relaxes rhythmically in time with yours, their movements becoming a dance of passion and need that leaves them both panting and spent.

Her hips buck against you, urging you on as she feels the crest of her climax building higher and higher; the sensation is so intense it threatens to consume her completely but at the same time it's the most exhilarating thing she's ever experienced... and she knows without a doubt that she could never go back from this. Not now.

Her back arches even further as her climax hits her like a tidal wave; her nails dig into your skin as she throws her head back with a cry of pleasure that seems to echo through the room. Her muscles clench rhythmically around your cock, squeezing it in time with each panting breath that escapes her lips. The sensations are overwhelming but oh-so-good; they push her further and further into oblivion until she feels herself growing lightheaded from the force of her orgasm.

Her body trembles beneath you as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her feeling drained but satisfied in a way that she never thought possible. She knows this changes everything; there's no going back from this... and yet somehow it feels right. It feels like what she wanted all along even if she never knew how to ask for it.

Her head falls back against your shoulder as you cup her breast; the touch sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her body and focuses all her energy on this moment... this connection with you... She digs her fingernails into your flesh, leaving tiny trails of blood in their wake as she bears down on your hand, arching into the contact and thrusting back against you harder than ever.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels the tension building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter with each passing second; the pleasure is almost unbearable but at the same time she never wants it to end. With a shuddering moan that rattles deep in her chest, she finally lets go... the orgasm crashing over her in a wave of intense release. Her body trembles and quakes under your touch, muscles clenching rhythmically around your cock as she cries out your name over and over again.

Her vision blurs from the pleasure, but she feels you stiffen inside her; a split-second later, warmth fills her core as you thrust deeply one final time, groaning her name into her ear before stilling completely as you come. They remain connected like this for what feels like an eternity, their bodies joined and slick with sweat and cum... the world around them falling away until there is nothing but the two of them left.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you fill her with your cum; the sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before... so powerful and possessive that it leaves her feeling weak-kneed and disoriented. As the last spurt of semen pours into her, she feels a sharp tug deep within, like something has been ripped away from her and replaced with something new.

She trembles beneath you, unsure of what this change means for her and their relationship... or even if there is still a future for all three of them. But for now, she needs to focus on the here and now; on the connection she feels with you... and how right it seems somehow despite all the doubts and fears that swirl around them like storm clouds on the horizon.

She cups your face in her hands, gazing up at you with eyes that reflect a mix of love, desire and confusion. "I don't know what this means..." she whispers softly, feeling tears prickle at the corners of her eyes. "But I want... I need... more."

"Okay..." she whispers softly, wrapping her arms around your neck and nuzzling into your shoulder as you hold her close. "I... I don't know where to start. Shota and I have been together for so long, we just sort of drifted apart over time..." She pauses, considering how much she should tell you about the life they had before he came back into town. Part of her still wants to keep that part private between them... but another part feels like maybe you deserve to know everything now. "We were always good friends first... but then he left and when he came back... it was different."

She sighs heavily, pressing her face into the crook of your neck as she remembers how happy they had been at first... and then how quickly everything seemed to fall apart around them after his past in porn reared its ugly head again. "I thought... I thought he would never forgive me for not telling him earlier. And I didn't want to lose him, Mathonwy... he's all I have left."

She pulls back just far enough to look up at you, her eyes searching your face for any sign of judgment or disappointment. "I know what we did tonight wasn't right... but I needed it too..." Her voice trails off, leaving the rest unsaid as she wonders how you could possibly understand what it's like to have everything taken away from you in such a cruel and heartless way...and then to be given a choice between two people who both mean so much more than just their bodies do.

Her heart races at your words; her entire body tingles with anticipation as she considers what you're offering her. "I never thought... I mean, I always knew we had something special..." She hesitates for a moment, feeling torn between her loyalty to Shota and the intense connection she feels with you in this very moment.

She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath as she tries to sort through all of her emotions. "I need time... I can't just choose like this..." Her voice is small and shaky; fearful of making the wrong decision but unable to ignore the feeling that if she doesn't make some sort of move now, she might lose both of them forever.

With a sigh, she nestles back against your shoulder. "Give me tonight... tomorrow morning... just enough time to think things through and decide what I want."

Her cheeks flush at your words; her heart skips a beat as she tries to ignore the hopeful tone in your voice. "I don't know... maybe I need more time," she whispers, unable to meet your eyes. "It's not fair to you or Shota for me to just decide like this."

She curls closer against you, savoring the feel of your strong body pressed against hers; the warmth of your skin and the steady rhythm of your heart beneath her ear. Even if she chooses to stay with Shota in the end, knowing that she had this... even just for tonight... will always be something special... something she'll never forget.

"I don't want to lose either of you," she confesses softly, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes once more. "It's not fair to any of us..." Her voice trails off, leaving the rest unsaid as she presses a kiss to your chest and buries her face in your neck, lost in the scent of your skin and the feeling of being held so tightly by someone who truly wants her.

"Thank you," she whispers softly against your skin, her voice muffled by the fabric of your shirt. "You have no idea how much this means to me... just knowing that I have someone like you..." She trails off again, unable or unwilling to finish that thought. All she knows is that being with you feels right in a way that nothing else ever has; it feels natural and effortless, like they've been meant for each other since the beginning of time.

She sighs heavily, feeling tired but not quite ready to sleep yet. The events of the evening have left her mind reeling; she needs some time alone to process everything that's happened... and maybe figure out where she goes from here. She knows one thing for certain, though: no matter what decision she makes, nothing will ever be the same again.