JAV48

Five years after moving to Tokyo, I am still struggling to make ends meet at a part-time job at a supermarket, and for some reason, the part-timers treat me like a good-looking guy and try to take care of me. The first lady was overly concerned and came to check on me when I lied about an arm injury and skipped work. When I told the second auntie at my part-time job that I had never cleaned a house, she said she would go and help me...