[CLO-090] Look, when you're licking me, I have to look him in the eye.

Midsummer in the daytime. From the chest of the girl who fanns with a fan in an order to get away from the hot air, I can see a glimpse of the breast that tends to swell slightly. The eyes of the middle-age man are nailed like beasts aimed at prey, and it is not thought about the future, and it is attached to the body of the girl. The tongue which crawls obstinately soils the nipple and the breast with saliva in an instant, and the thing which stiffened in front of the nakedness of the raw onna after a long time is twisted into the hairless crack and it penetrates.