In the Ame which it was pouring, there was the good woman who let you overtake me by going at a trot without putting up its umbrella. I called out to you unintentionally, and invited it in an umbrella. Her name is Emi. In the Koto which shares Ichiya with such her…Let her who is shy sit down on a sofa, and gradually react when I caress physical average and repeat a kiss. Grasp a meat stick, and insert it by oneself; "is comfortable"…Grieve when I enter to Oku, and taste pleasure many times to collapse for an intense stab….
