NTR-040 The day I stole her best friend… Saiko Yatsuhashi

She shouldn’t have any complaints, but like that fruit of yours, she was captivated by her supple body that was juicy and moderately ripe. Since that time, the memory of my banana tree has risen, and you, too, are remembering it, imagining that the pulp is dripping from your fingers as you hold her again.