his bathrobe was loosened by her rubbing against him, but he didn't care. he let her sleep and let her take the initiative to grab his fingers.
this was the first time his little fellow had treated him like this.
those tender little fingers wrapped around him like small golden mushrooms. they were soft and fragrant, and his heart was filled with endless satisfaction.
he turned his head, pressed his forehead against hers, and closed his eyes.
his body was tired, but he was reluctant to fall asleep.
She opened her eyes and looked at his custard bun again. Then, she broke free from her hand and raised her hand to turn off the bedroom light.
in the darkness, the girl's delicate fragrance was magnified, and the soft little body in his arms made him feel uneasy.
He knew what it was, but she was really too young, and he didn't want to take her first time before she was twenty.
