The woman was a yakuza, and she had just been released from prison. She was in the shower, washing away the grime of her time behind bars. Her tan skin glistened with sweat as she lifted weights and flexed her

The woman was a yakuza, and she had just been released from prison. She was in the shower, washing away the grime of her time behind bars. Her tan skin glistened with sweat as she lifted weights and flexed her muscles. Her firm breasts bounced with each movement, and her dimples deepened as she smiled at the thought of what awaited her later that night.As she dried off, she noticed a picture on the wall of a woman with big glutes and smiling eyes. She felt a stirring in her loins as she imagined herself being fucked by this strong woman with tan skin and arched back.She quickly dressed in her new clothes - a short skirt that showed off her firm thighs and lifted breasts, paired with an attire that hugged every curve of her body - including the bulge in between them from the dildo strapped to it earlier that day.As she walked out of the prison, feeling confident and sexy, she knew that tonight would be one to remember for both herself and this mysterious yakuza woman who had captured her heart so easily.