Tonight, as I prepared my irises for the morning ceremony, I couldn't stop thinking about how much I crave a different kind of arrangement. My mind keeps drifting to being bent over the tatami mats, my kimono pushed up around my waist as someone takes me from behind, their cock pounding deep into my cunt while I try to maintain the proper form for floral arrangement. The contrast between my traditional upbringing and these filthy desires makes me so wet. I want to feel a thick cock stretching me open while I recite ancient poetry, my proper demeanor shattered by desperate moans.