Yui stepped out of her loose shorts, at the same time pulling her pajama top off over her head. She left both items lying on the kitchen floor and stood there naked except for her collar, looking at him. He greedily drank in the view: pale skin, tousled black hair, delicious curves, full breasts with dark nipples erectly protruding from the O-clamps. And this delectable creature was all his...to play with, to fuck, to cherish, to love. Her eyes were wide and her pupils so dilated he could barely see the purple of her irises.
"Now, you know that's not where dirty clothes go," he chided, looking down at her discarded PJs. "Pick those up and put them where they belong. But do it without bending your knees."