Gentle rainfall sets the mood in “ai japanese girl” as an elegant Asian woman caresses herself on silk sheets. Delicate fingers trace cherry-blossom tattoos before circling her clit in “ai japanese girl”. Every soft moan in “ai japanese girl” harmonizes with thunder as she brings herself closer. The release in “ai japanese girl” is poetic—back bowed, quiet cry swallowed by storm sounds. “ai japanese girl” fades on her peaceful smile, rain still kissing the window.