The white skin glowing in the darkness... writhing with a lustrous figure, spilling over with the mingled bodily fluids of two people, and receiving endless male desire with an ecstatic expression. What kind of expression does the grand peony flower, blooming on the high hill, make while gasping during intercourse... There's no turning back from this fleeting tryst, pleasure imbuing the core of my memories with the taste of another man.
