Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Oh, come on, here's the thing. Oh. I don't have any more Kiri. I headed to Blanco. And I'm gonna sit back softly on the deserted one, and I'm gonna come over. Yeah, I miss you. It reminds me of my childhood.

Giico Giico. It's amazing how sometimes I get obsessed with this. But the oddity is pleasant. The almighty sensation coming from the indescribable trance had something difficult to resist and name.

I gradually gained speed, kept it and began to experience a sense of dynamism. Back to front. Front to back. Scatter the blunt handles. The cold touch of iron propagates. I'm here. It's even tight. Higher, higher, higher. I gain momentum. And jumped. Jumped high and high.