In front of her overwhelming pervy gal's seduction, she was already exuding an incredible sex appeal. Her shiny black hair, a tight waist, and moderately plump thighs. All of that sways like it invites me. "Hey... what are you going to do with me staring at me so much?" Her lips moved slowly. The sweetness oozes through the edges of the words, and it feels like they are whispering in my ear. If you were stared at me with such a provocative look, there's no way I could hold back. My fingertips touch. hot. Her body temperature gradually reaches us. Every time I crawl my fingers, I can't resist the feeling of trembling small. "Hehe... I don't have to be so nervous," her voice was sweet, gentle, yet pranky. Every time my skin touches, my fever rises and my heart pulsates violently. The impulses that sought out had already surpassed rationality.
