It was Monday morning. Miyazaki, a single man who had been living a lazy life with reversed day and night schedules day after day, rubbed his sleepy eyes and headed to the garbage dump, determined to finally take out the piles of plastic bottles that had accumulated all over his room this week. "Good morning," someone called out to him, and he turned around in surprise. It was Mrs. Kamihata, the beautiful wife who lived in the apartment next door. As he bowed and said, "Oh, good morning," Miyazaki's gaze was drawn to the single slit visible between the crotch of the woman's tight, defenseless pants.
Code:
SPRD-737
Release date:
2014-07-10
Runtime:
02:08:18