Chapter 394: It's not oyakodon! …Or is it? [R-18]
Alex gazed at his two girls, which were a mother-daughter duo. They were in love with him, their bodies awaiting his next move on that vast bed, looking at him with peculiar and unique expressions soaked in desires.
That alone would bring any man to his peak form—Alex was the same, for his cock already pushed his pants forward, forming a tent—and no one should ever get surprised by it.
Some reserve people would think of a way to slip out from such a situation and have them fly on their cock separately—Alex was not one of them.
"Don't move," he whispered while tinkering with his belt to his pants, which drove Meiya irritated—her daughter rolling her eyes at her fiance.
Perhaps, Alex had been trying to mimic some male stripteasers, doing it quite awkwardly as he stood still with his hips slightly pushed forward, his hands slowly taking off his belt—that was close to the truth.
