Oh, morning.
You have to choose.
Time to stretch the answer would be the limit.
With that in mind, I tried to wake myself up.
but I can't move.
Sometimes limbs and hands are caught in an uneven mass of elasticity, and they are held in place disappointingly.
Either Angelica or Ayako or Philia's milk-ass thighs, anyway, or they probably hold onto more than one of them.
What the hell is a life that can be called "anyway"?
I sigh, wrapped in the smell of a woman who would rather turn back.
I was disappointed in myself that the immoral sight was beginning in the morning.
Wrapped in a light black camisole, Angelica rests suddenly.
This inner seems to be Angelica's favorite and she wears it frequently in the house.
I don't know, but he said he had a cup in his chest, and he also has a bra function.
According to the mailing site, "It's okay to stay out in the summer".
If they wander outside in this outfit, it's pretty exciting for men, but is it okay?
No matter how many cups you have, you still have defenseless breasts under the material like tights.
It is a picture that I cannot help but feel bothered.
Besides, it was a slightly sixteen-year-old maiden wearing it, a beautiful blonde blue-eyed girl with clear white skin, and when she held my arm trying to press the two swells I give her, it was a complete crime.
He was an active criminal.
My elbows are locked, trying to soothe between the valleys.
All right, all right, is this how the opponent is caught?
Then what happened to my left arm, when I turned to the other side of my face, Ayako was still clinging to me in the same position.
This girl is wearing a thick pyjama, which is the smallest of the three in the sense of skin exposure.
Sound.
But because of the bad habit of not wearing a bra when you go to sleep, the feeling is more direct than Angelica. Protect your chest, you don't even have a cup. It is a no-guard method of warfare.
Soft meat weights, coming from elbows.
The shape and size come to mind. Even though I don't want to imagine that, male instincts do extra work.
Really stop, I want to say.
When you become aware of a young girl as a sexual subject, you have half the guilt.
I don't want to be such a sketchy father.
Yet Ayako's e-cup envelops my left arm...
"Ugh, uhh"
I don't like it anymore.
I'm happy in a way, but I don't like it. Although the animal part is delightful, reason as a human being wants to escape this situation at all costs.
As far as the third filia is concerned, she's sleeping covered over me.
They're snuggling one size bigger breast than Ayako's to my chest plate.
It looks like he's stuck in my clothes with both hands.
I no longer even want to depict where I'm putting it. It's the kind of place you want to say if it's fun to touch something like that.
"Ha..."
If one man and three women slept together in one bed, this would be the case.
Moreover, when two of them were minors and even included clergy.
Isn't this a double sin?
It felt like a vivid debut as a duplicitous ace in the prostitution world, and I guess I made a major in the sex crimes league at once.
While I was dazzled by the guilt involved, I went into the task of pulling my arms out.
I pull my right arm out when I do, trying not to think about what my fingers are eating into.
Soft rubbing of clothes and the sound of rubbing skin.
I also hear glossy voices like "hmm" and "ah," but I push and kill all my troubles and pull my arms out pale.
... Let me make an excuse, I don't want to feel like Harlem and have this kind of liquor pond meat grove sleep.
It is a simple story.
There's not enough room in the room.
As a result of preparing to move, he overflowed with cardboard packed with luggage and couldn't sleep on the floor.
Those circumstances led us to sleep in the same bed for one night only.
Of course, I resisted to the end.
I have such an immoral escort, but I categorically refused to let her sleep in the bathroom, but it was decided by the affirmative vote of all the women.
I had no right to decide. It was the collapse of patriarchy.
Even if you find a good place, it's a streak of inconvenience until you move.
I reach out to my free right hand, thinking about a new home I haven't seen yet that I just want to live in a big house.
Grab the smartphone on the pillow and tap the screen.
I'll take a look at the three messages I received last night, in turn.
"Ooh neutral husband. Angelica, I got your passport. Come and get it. Tomorrow's fine, right?
This is an email from Kundo.
"Nakana-kun, I found out a lot about where the example dragon came from, so I want to talk more about it. I do hear you don't have a TV job tomorrow, so I'd like to see you soon. '
This is an email from Cedar Valley.
I forgot something at home, didn't I? Come and get it. There's a lot to talk about. You know what? When I went to visit the apartment Mr. Neutral taught me, I heard a non-Angelica woman from across the door, too, what's that? Aren't there about three girls? Something irritated you and you turned back without pressing the intercom. I wonder how many girls are in and out of Mr. Neutral's house right now. I'd like to talk a lot about this. You're free tomorrow, aren't you? You must come. '
At the end of the day, it was an email from Rio, and even if he had a cute emoticon at the end of the letter, it was horrible the other way around, conveying the wrath that sprinkled.
No matter how much special sexuality he wants to be toyed by a livestock boy, there's just going to be limits.
I remember saying that I felt properly jealous or something. I'd rather stay in the mood here than know how far I can tolerate it......
No, it's nothing. Rio's not my girlfriend or anything, but why are you seriously thinking about excuses?
"... you have to choose one or the other."
Trouble is, everyone has specified the date and time of the meeting for today.
This may have happened because he told me about my holiday in advance. That's why I don't think we're all going to choose the same day.
We have to decide who we should meet first.
Who are you to prioritize and put someone behind you who doesn't seem to have much of a negative impact if you keep them waiting?
Given your position, Sugitani is the top priority, and Kundo may be the last.
No. Is Rio's care the first thing you need to do?
That's a hassle, and I'm sick of pulling my left hand out.
"Hmm......"
Ayako's glossy exhales on her face. How can it smell sweet when it's before I finish brushing my teeth in the morning? Is this the body of a young daughter?
Don't be afraid, high school girl.
I kind of felt weird as it was, so I shook my head and drove the clutter out of my head.
After his hands were free, he pulled Phyllia back and began his discipline.
Change into a black turtleneck and jeans and weave a coat from the top.
I think they all bought something more valuable than before so I took it off the stray wind, but I wonder why it still reeks of low income.
... because your face is blurry?
Yeah, what do you do when you get masochistic in the morning?