Amateur ○ Letter Live, Mami

Mami-chan was chewing on a small body and biting the nails that could not be seen in the shore wall of the sea, whether it was [the way back from school]. It seems that he fell in love with his senior at school, and came to the sea depressedly. No one in the class can talk about how cute they are and that everyone is left behind. When I told you that I would listen, I arrived in a tactical manner like a puppy's walk. if you look at a weak or weak maiden... It's more of a human feeling than a sexual desire that ripples our brains like a whirlpool. It is no exaggeration to say that it is almost a disease. I can't help it. We are just being given to God and accepting our instincts honestly. The work this time was easy. [Our turning room] I entered quickly and changed into a white one-piece as I said, Mamichan. A pitiful beautiful lady in the midst of a despair being lost in love and left out of her companions. I don't do anything kindly, because it just scratches ... yes ... true despair and fear are in this squirrel room. First of all, I will twist my cheeks as usual, make a binta and make you cry until you are weeped. When I reached the point of giving up, I fired in my mouth with adult baptism and imamachio! The pleasure of tainting this despair and fear to the heart is unavoidable until you die. Now, let’s put the shivering body into a pie pan that shatters and shakes. To the girl who raises her elbow, "It hurts," fly! and the gentleness of comfort, with a reassuring look on his face. i'm going to give you a hard piston. A little bird-like yelling of pain, sadness and despair... one more person... And while I was pouring adult dirty into my childhood mommy ... ah ... oh ... yeah ... and began to give out [women's voice], and at the end of the day he made his body jealous and irritated... I didn't say that, but it became like a series of "Iku" which is said to be common. A mysterious creature called a woman is very mysterious from the perspective of us men. Even a little girl has a world of pleasure beyond despair and pain. We're oniji? Well, if you call it that, I guess so. But don’t forget that even those of you who call it, if you take a step back, there is a heart like a poultry.