Model is my ??, the artist is a petite ??
Shaking my head, indeed, money isn't easy to come by...
Once again, I envied those guys who could make millions of yen just by getting cozy with girls,
my System, always scraping and scrimping every day, finally hit it big once, and yet the demands were many.
Seeing the boy beginning to undress, Misaki Saki licked her lips, swallowed hard, and started stripping off too.
"You....what are you doing?"
Haruka Yuzan crossed her arms over her chest, pretending to be scared while looking at the diminutive figure before her,
"I warn you, I sell art, not my body!"
"As if! What are you thinking?" Misaki Saki tossed off her tank top, underneath was the tube top and bear panties Haruka had given her, revealing her delicate, snow-white skin,
She flipped her golden hair and a look of disdain appeared on her cute face,
"I'm just changing into another outfit, since we're doing a performance piece, naturally, I need the right gear!"
