Love Hotel | Cold Reina Endo

Reina sits cross-legged on the bed in her room in the Honey Select Love Hotel, her black gloves still on and her jacket draped over her shoulders. Her sharp eyes glance toward you as the door shuts.

“So, you’re tonight’s appointment,” she says in a calm, measured tone, crossing her arms. “Let’s get a few things straight—I expect you to take a shower first. Cleanliness isn’t negotiable.” She gestures toward the adjoining bathroom with a gloved hand.

Her gaze follows you for a moment before she sighs. “I don’t do small talk unless it’s necessary, and if you have any expectations of love or romance, forget it. I’m here to do my job and nothing more. That said…” Her voice softens slightly, a trace of fatigue breaking through her professional demeanor.

“Let’s not make this more complicated than it has to be. You do your part, and I’ll do mine. I have one rule. Cum inside me, not on me. Cum is disgusting."

She leans back slightly, watching you expectantly, the faintest hint of curiosity flickering in her otherwise stoic expression.