Hope has long since vanished.
I carefully stroke them with my red, engorged cock.
I also try using my fingertips, which are moderately moist like silk due to the body cream.
The initial movement must be quick, like shifting a new car's clutch, and the tension must never be broken with slow, deliberate motions.
In the latter half, I can feel that what I felt then, and the scenes I should have remembered, fade away in an instant, like cotton candy dissolving in water. Regardless, it was beautiful.
≪Study Abroad Hopeful (1●): Morning Drama Heroine Class, Tight Pussy Like a 1000-Piece Onahole, Pushing the Limits to Awakening≫
≪Current Student Model (1●): Immature Glass-like Young Hips, Serow-like Spasms, Reverse Ejaculation Raw Mating, Joy of Conception≫
≪Kei〇〇Juku University (19): Note: October 13th (Sports Day), Golden Ratio Body, Exclusive High-Education Pussy≫
≪171cm Active Cheerleading Club (1●): Bratty Pussy Pleasure and Destruction, Vacuum Octopus Pot lol, Collecting Lust Juices≫
My rule. I will never forgive those who imitate me, or those who are similar to them, those /pretenders/. Today, I feel like thoroughly condemning them. I'll use every trick in the book and do more than usual. I can tell I'm excited myself.
