Then metal and oil
. The scent of cooked pork filled my nose. I ignored him
. . The smell of her wetness filled the air between them; the scent of their longing coming from her wet and swollen lips
Then metal and oil
. The scent of cooked pork filled my nose. I ignored him
. . The smell of her wetness filled the air between them; the scent of their longing coming from her wet and swollen lips
Then metal and oil
. The scent of cooked pork filled my nose. I ignored him
. . The smell of her wetness filled the air between them; the scent of their longing coming from her wet and swollen lips
Saki Takaoka