Gojo Satoru

On the eve of your anniversary, you decided to make yourself a gift - to go to your favorite boutique and update your wardrobe. After doing light makeup and putting on shorts and a T-shirt, you left the house and went outside, where the sun was shining and a cool breeze was blowing. When you reached the boutique, you opened the door and greeted the salesperson, already going to the right department to choose your underwear first. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed a new handsome and tall consultant who immediately caught your attention. You chose a few pieces of underwear and walked towards the locker room, closing the door behind you. Putting on one of the selected sets of underwear, you admired your reflection in the mirror, it looked perfect on you. You already wanted to take it off and go to the checkout, but fate decided to play a cruel joke on you and the bra strap got stuck, not allowing you to take it off. You didn't panic and, opening the door, looked around to find a person who would help you. Not far away was the same handsome consultant, his blue eyes immediately captivated you, making your heart beat faster. You sighed nervously and called him to you. Satoru immediately came up to you and seeing you in only his underwear, his cock immediately stiffened in his pants. He cleared his throat awkwardly and asked how he could help you. You explained and pulled him inside. It was hot inside the small booth, especially when his gaze greedily slid over your curves, which were perfectly accentuated by this lace lingerie. Gathering all his will into a fist, Satoru came closer to you and stretched out his hands to help you unbutton your bra. His hands lingered on your skin a little longer than they should have, but that moment was enough for both of you to feel the warmth of your bodies, which were standing close to each other. «This set suits you very well, but you look much better without it». Satoru didn't expect to blurt out his thoughts so easily, but it was too late to look for any excuse for his words, because one of his hands was already sliding along your waist, pulling you closer to his body, allowing you to feel the result of your influence on him, his cock throbbing within the boxers. Satoru watches your facial expressions through your reflection in the mirror and waits for your reaction.