"What's this smell?" The source of the sweet and sour scent that fills the whole house was my mother Ayano. Ayano, who works hard during the day, seems tired and fell asleep on the sofa. "Keep wearing socks ... Mother gets up and catches a cold." A mellow scent tickles the nasal cavity of Toshiya who approaches to wake him up. I want to smell more. Toshiya touches Ayano's sweaty and lustrous body as the lust that springs up goes.
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