As he walked through the door of the bath, Assam went straight to the bath without undressing.

"Hah! Assam! And the clothes? Ah, yah, nipples, licking, hah, hey!!

Assam's kissed lips licked around Zhu Zhu's chest. When I went to the washroom and pressed some switch next to the faucet, I sat Zhu Zhu down.

"What? Soft?

The tiled floor has turned into a soft material like a sponge. It was well drained and comfortable to touch.

Sobbing, the sound of the shower. Hot water touches my back and feels good. And he hastily restrained his hand as he bent over to lick his chest.

"Ah, it's not your sexual act to clean up, is it?

Because it's absolutely impossible to lick your chest. I want to finish early. It's embarrassing just to be doing this right now. My face must be bright red now. You don't have to look at it.

"Fuck, yeah."

She was hugged from the front and twitched her back.

Ugh!

The finger slipped and split the smooth double sphere.

"Nh, nh!

Your fingers are slipping in, bent and scratched around.

"Nhhhhh!

The cloudiness is mixed with the water in the shower, and the white melts in the color of the water.

"Nh, nnh, ahh! Fu, ahh, ahh!

Every time a bent finger comes out, your body is twitching. I can't keep my voice down.

"Ah! Ahn, nh, nh!

It's not a caress, but it reacts.

"Ya, meh! Assam!! Nhn! That's all there is to it! Ahhh!"

"I haven't touched my chest or my male. You're really cute."

I feel like I'm not the only one who caresses. I didn't like the sound of my voice, so I blocked my mouth with my hands.

"Nh! nnh! Stop it!"

The number of scratching fingers is increased to two, and Naka is scratched around. Naka was rubbed and pushed, and her fingers repeatedly entered and exited over and over again, and the place where she came was rubbed hard.

"Nh! Aah!

His own male who has already stood up brings salivation.

"Zhu Zhu, you're a slut. I didn't even touch it. I've already done this....."

"Nh! Don't look... nnh, nnh! No, no, no, no! And pull it out!

I hate this. It makes me feel pathetic, sorry and miserable.

"No. It's still there."

"Hey hey!!

The fingers are further increased and the speed of getting in and out is faster. Supported by one of Assam's left arms, he can't stand the shame and pleasure.

"Ah, there seems to be a lot here."

Tell me where to go. Assam's fingers are coming for cancer. I hate it, but I don't want to feel it.

"No! Stop! Ahh! Yaaaaaaaaahh!!

Shh, shh!! No! I...

I was embarrassed, pathetic, regretful and shocked... and I couldn't bear the tears of my poor physical appearance.