The hem of the skirt lifted...
Ever since she started wearing skirts, she no longer had to worry about her boyfriend suffering in restraint.
Be it a long or a short skirt, it not only could express the beauty of a woman but also facilitated the deeds of the beloved.
Take right now, for instance.
Haruka Yuzan and Reiko Onodera had embarked on a "trip" without much planning.
They went straight to a small grove, paying no attention to the pouring rain and wind at the edge of the sky.
...
Looking at the ultimate soft curves in front of him, Haruka Yuzan unconsciously swallowed.
He couldn't help it; even though he had seen it many times, madam's supple waist still held an irresistible allure.
Under the veil of rain, the drenched skirt clung to the beautiful woman's waist, fully revealing those exquisite curves.
"Uh, Haruka, Haruka...."
Reiko Onodera whispered softly.
Haruka Yuzan took a deep breath and adjusted the umbrella over madam, hiding that tender figure.
