My wife is a beautiful man.

He denies, or says, "Well, I have a sense of being in order there, but to the extent that she is not an immortal beauty," but he thinks she is more beautiful to me than anyone else.

I also understand that if my wife tells me that it is inside me, but I can also say that it has no choice. I fell in love with her and was able to fit in this hand after a long bend, so I like everything about her appearance and personality.

... I think it would be cute if I said it right in front of me and it didn't put my face up for a while. Of course, I made it a little physical.

"... you know, Jill, I don't care how many people are alone."

Release her lips. For a while, her wife, who had a melting face that was very unseen to others, also turns a dewy eye as she wipes a zero saliva from the edge of her mouth.

I also knew that I wasn't serious, so when I smiled bitterly and held it so that I could mouth it on my still fuzzy cheeks and forgive it, Liz, on the contrary, would fall back in my arms. Embarrassed, she is the mother of two children, ashamed that they don't know each other. Pretty wife.

"It's been a long time."

"Because I remember saying that and dragging you into bed during this time. Already. What the hell is that?"

"Liz is cute," he said.

"Well, I guess so, because I'm your wife, and it's got a really cute looking correction for you."

"Even without correction, it's cute and I think it's beautiful."

When I mouth my hair on my forehead with my hands, my cheeks blush slightly.

Liz doesn't seem to believe much, but Liz is adorable, and if I change the way I touch her a little, she'll be colorful as soon as possible.

The appearance, which was highly obnoxious at the beginning of the marriage, is now that of an adult. Keep your face straight and polished with beauty.

Since the blood of my mother-in-law, Lady Selene, has been taken over colorfully, there was a clear color fragrance, not to say luscious.

If mouthed, the red ball eyes immediately produce a seemingly dripping luminosity, and the white magnetic skin fades from the inside to a flaming rose color.

Maybe he hasn't noticed, but when it comes to the gloss of his lips, which is slightly open as a snare, he wants to suck it right now.

I will not be forced, of course, because I have advised you to keep it in order, but it will still be impossible when it comes to putting up with your beloved wife in front of you.

Although self-control works if I have kids, I really want to touch them when I'm alone. I was going to keep Liz in touch to the extent she didn't hate it, but, again, she's cute.

"Totally no more. You're a boner to me, aren't you?

"It's been a long time, now what?"

"... so is that"

To Liz, who laughed by the time, I also smile bitterly and mouth it on my soft cheek as it is.

Now Liz narrowed her eyes as she tickled without refusing and howled her throat to sweeten her.

Liz has always had a crush on me, even now. Because I've been thinking longer than Liz thinks.

At first, out of greed and respect for asylum. Since when did that become a feeling as a heterosexual? By the time I got more feminine, I felt like I already liked it.

If you slide your finger on the neck muscle, you react sensitively and keep it just to stroke the cheeks of what for a moment reason was about to fly to your wife, who shrugged with a sweet voice that would fall out of her nose.

I want to praise myself for being able to look up with my eyes moistened on my cheeks.

... That's how I don't have the consciousness to be inciting it is the worst quality.

I laughed bitterly at my beloved wife, who unconsciously gives out colorful incense, and now I've decided to keep it just in touch, it was such a afternoon thing.