Marriage is happy, but there is no sex negotiation, and I start running with the heart that I want to polish myself and turn my husband around, but I have a habit of scratching my legs. He is recommended by his husband and calls for a temporary massage, but when it comes to massage that incorporates overseas techniques, he is touched with a tedious part, and even though he does not like it, he is deprived of his skillful treatment. One day, I was slapped with a clumsy hand and my chest was flattened, and when I asked the question "Do you want to extend it?", I betrayed my husband and accepted the massager's meat stick.
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