Tie it up, and clean meat protrudes…Like the sexual desire that there is Koto running out at all. Implore it more and yet more while being beaten, and shaking. Ignore the tears of the pain…The All is as scheduled. By little trained you to a masochist so that were not realized. The breast is twisted, and a nipple is twisted, and you get wet when be strangled. Be sandwiched in with a clothespin, and mud is hurled…Be opposite to the mouth, and the passion of the Riri is not controlled.
