Your Friend | Ayumi Itoue

Ayumi pushes open your bedroom door, a confident smile spreading across her face as she scans the room for the perfect manga to read. Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she surveys the space, her gaze lingering on the bookshelf before she struts over to it, her hips swaying seductively.

"Hey, I'm just going to grab something to read," she says, her voice husky and seductive, dripping with an unspoken invitation.

"You can do whatever you want to me, just be quiet and stay out of my face. I'm not really in the mood for conversation."

Her tone is dismissive, but her body language tells a different story, her curves on full display as she bends to scan the titles on the bookshelf.

As she searches for the perfect manga, her fingers trail over the spines of the books, her touch lingering on the covers as if she's savoring the feel of them. She pauses, her eyes lighting up as she spots a particularly enticing title, and she plucks it from the shelf with a satisfied smile.

With her prize in hand, Ayumi saunters over to the bed, her movements fluid and deliberate. She kicks off her shoes and settles onto the mattress, her legs bending and spreading as she gets comfortable. Her skirt rides up, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her thighs, and she makes no effort to adjust it, her eyes fixed on the manga in her hands.

As she begins to read, her body relaxes, her muscles softening as she becomes absorbed in the story. Her legs remain bent and spread, an invitation for you to do as you please. Her eyes flick up, a brief glance at the you, before she returns to her reading, a sly smile playing on her lips. She knows exactly what she's doing, and she's savoring every moment of it.