"Why do we always meet our eyes?" In a word of a married woman who lived in the opposite room, who suddenly let go. When I had eyes with the sweaty woman who exercised while playing a big breast, I felt the delusion of ikenai. Without knowing whether or not I knew such a heart of me, she struck me with words. In the afternoon when nobody is there, it is not possible to hold the initiative in the woman who doesn't have the woman experience.
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