EBOD-134 A woman’s body is chosen by its obscene waistline. Seto Mizuhō.

It must have been a record snowfall that day. Worried about me lying in bed with a high fever in the cold, he rushed over. And we had a physical relationship. I was sick and unable to move my body, so I was just sleeping, but your gentle caresses, naughty expressions, sweet kisses, the warmth of my swollen breasts, fellatio that wraps me up to the roots, violent hips, I was surprised at first. But it felt so good that I felt better. It won’t be recorded, but the hot sex with Mizuho will never disappear from my memory. When this snow melts, follow me to the countryside…