DSVR-1443

What is a menhera? ``A person who has strong emotional ups and downs and whose state of mind is unstable.'' When I was in college, I was in a good mood. Instead of attending lectures, he worked part-time to earn money, drank alcohol, picked up girls, and had sex every day. He honestly did whatever he wanted. Although he is not particularly good-looking or from a wealthy family, he has attracted many women with his cheerful college student attitude, atmosphere, and loud voice. To be honest, he doesn't even remember the face or name of the woman he slept with once. Somehow I remember that there were beautiful women, there were ugly women, there were big breasts, there were small breasts, there were hairy women, there were women with shaved pussy, there were women with outstanding sensitivity, there were tuna fish, there were sluts, and there were virgins. But... When I got a job, I also became a real person. I dyed my hair black, wore my clothes correctly, corrected my language, and thought of myself as a cog that turned society around. I decided to live my life seriously, to break with my past, and to become a proper person. However, reality did not forgive me. One day, a female college student came to the company as an intern. The girl, who introduced herself as ``Yuri Maina,'' sat down next to me and eagerly took notes. The girl, who has received all the explanations, thinks that she is about to start work, but she secretly tells her boyfriend: ``You haven't forgotten that you took my virginity, have you?'' There's no way you can remember that. There's no way he remembers a single thing about the woman he held just once a few years ago. How many women do you think you've had? But the girl doesn't stop. ``You made me drink a lot, right?'' ``You forced me to penetrate you even though you said it hurt, didn't you?'' ``You let me cum inside you even though I said no, right?'' The girl's eyes were completely blank. I was in a desperate state. There was no way I could stop the girl anymore. She wore a chastity belt that I don't know where she got it from, and she was able to control my cock perfectly, and it was marked with all kinds of bodily fluids. She was made to wear her own underwear, which she had on, and she was left to go about her business. He is stopped by her hand job, stopped by her blow job, stopped by her penetration, but because of her chastity belt he is unable to ejaculate on his own, and he spends his time enduring the discomfort of her women's underwear. 1 day. "Please let me cum," she could only make a pathetic and pathetic plea to her younger girl. Who is at fault? Why did this happen? How can we get out of this hell? No matter how you think about it, the only way...