C323 It Really Hurts Me

The small cubicle in the bathroom did not hinder our enthusiasm, but instead stimulated more hormones. I let Yuichi kneel on the toilet seat, both hands on the water pump, while I followed behind, holding her by the waist like a commandos, and bombarded her wet, flabby volcanic vents, making her scream until her legs gave way and she slid off the toilet.

"Scoundrel