Despite the clear embarrassment written on her face and hinted at by her shaky voice, Izumi never faltered at what she planned to do.
With her heated gaze eagerly watching my reaction, the girl planted a kiss on my cheek at the same time as she gripped the hem of her skirt.
My eyes had just started ogling her pair of exquisite mounds but here she was, opening up another paradise for me to indulge in.
Slowly but surely, Izumi’s poor skirt that was supposed to cover her gradually got rolled up by her hand. Those few seconds of anticipation made my mouth watery and my blood pumping profusely.
I saw both of them in a photo last night but now that they were born by her, it gave a more sophisticated image that kept my eyes peeled. I mean, they’re now sticking to her skin, fulfilling the role of a sexy pair of lingerie.