Shooting galleries are generally categorized as being used by national, provincial and municipal shooting teams at all levels. With gun control in place on the mainland, the average person has no access to firearms, and private gun bars are rare indeed.
To the bar is to drink for pleasure, to the dance bar is to dance for fitness, to the book bar is to read to increase knowledge, to the coffee bar is to taste the bitter aroma of coffee, to the gun bar is definitely to shoot the target entertainment.
This looker is right, but ah, I said this kind of gun bar is not quite the same, although it is indeed a place for target shooting entertainment, but when the target is a big living person, and also are some flowery big girl it.
What? What? A big, happy girl looking to get herself shot? Well, don’t open your mouth so wide, but you can’t tell, it’s true.
The gun bar was a new thing that was born not long ago in the East, in Little Japan! The economy of Japan was more developed, as you all know.
However, the pressure to find employment in Japan is unimaginably high, and even after employment, the competition between them is unparalleled.
In order to keep their rice bowls, the little Japanese have taken their mutual deception to such an extreme that it is a fantasy to talk about human feelings here.
It is because of this background that Little Japan has the world’s highest suicide rate by a long shot.
The harsh reality has directly affected the young generation who are not yet employed, not only the number of suicides is huge, especially the number of young women, but also they are still organized to commit suicide.
These young girls are tired of the world, but the pain suffered by the suicide is worried, for hanging and jumping on the neck to take poison and disemboweling lying down on the rail and throwing into the water and so on either to cause serious damage to the limbs or after the death of the image of the very unattractive and painful, which is undoubtedly the love of beauty of them is a painful blow.
Gun bar clubs have emerged to cater to their needs and also allow them to say goodbye to the world in a wonderful treat.
As a result, business is booming at this gun bar club.
I’m not going to lie, I was the club’s chief gunner for a full year at the Gun Bar Club, and I’ve executed thousands of young girls in their flowery seasons.
What I remember the most is the fun and colorful rivalry between the teachers and students of Sakura Girls’ High School and Fuji Girls’ High School, who bid farewell to the world amidst a profusion of blood and gore.
This is a real shooting of those young girls full of youthful vigor, the scene can be really spectacular ah.
If you are interested, just listen to me tell you all about this experience.
If you are not interested in the watchers this please return, do not ever fall on your appetite yo!
Ladies and gentlemen, last time I mentioned that Sakura Girls’ High School and Fuji Girls’ High School were going to hold a fun and colorful match, and it was really exciting.
How about today, for a change, we let the girls tell us how wonderful they feel? What? You want the executed girls to tell us what it’s like to be executed? What a dream! Didn’t you kill them all? How can the dead speak? Don’t try to fool me! Ha! You’re right, sir.
Dead people can’t talk, but what about the Gun Bar Club’s high-tech equipment, the Brainwave Synthesizing Sensor, an instrument that can be complete enough to allow someone to feel again what she experienced while awake?
Most amazingly, after a series of complex high-tech transformations, the simulated image of the executed girl comes to life on the computer screen, describing in her own words that wonderful, wonderful dreamy moment.
Are you interested? I will change the perspective, huh, you do not need to applaud, let’s start, first listen to from the cherry blossom girl in Miho Kiuchi is how to say it.
I. Miho Kiuchi, big brothers, my daughter’s name is Miho Kiuchi, this year has just turned eighteen years old, in the cherry blossom girls’ high school to attend it.
The youngest daughter acted as a human target for moving targets, standing on a meter-wide conveyor belt with a number of shallow boxes on it and crossing the stage with the other sisters, while the youngest girl in the Fuji Girls’ High School used another conveyor belt.
This sensor for collecting information is very elegant, small and exquisite, pasted on the brow is like pointing a beautiful beauty mole, so that we add a few points of flirtatious and enchanting, really like it.
In order to shorten the time it took for our teenage girl to appear on stage, we ran the conveyor belt at maximum speed so that we only had a few seconds to stomp inside the conveyor belt’s box, and we’d be on stage before we could adjust our posture.
When the little girl stood up, her body shook a few times because she was not used to the speed of the conveyor belt, but it was good that she didn’t make a fool of herself and soon stabilized herself.
Faint smoke had already filled the air, crimson blood flowers bloomed, and the figures of the young girls were falling down the conveyor belt with the continuous swaying of the crisp gunshots.
The gunman was truly famous, really bulletproof, and little columns of lively, mischievous blood were gushing merrily from between the breasts and legs of each young girl in turn.
The little girl at this time feel that their undeveloped breasts in the rise, and the bottom is more itchy and wet, there to withstand the ravages of the bullet has been unavoidable, their mood is both nervous excitement and apprehension it.
My youngest daughter came out a little further back in the order of the batch; we had thirty-six on the batch, and my youngest daughter was the thirty-second.
Regardless of the order in which we are ranked, we won’t know the outcome of this game, we are just pawns to be used in the game.
As requested, the little daughter is trying to hold her head up as high as she can, with her arms clasped around her stomach to keep her body stable.
In an area of two or three meters in the center of the stage, the executed young girls had piled up two large mounds of luscious flesh with their own flesh at the center of the stage.
The pile in the front is for our Sakura Girls’ Middle School girls, and the pile in the back is for Fuji Girls’ Middle School girls.
Hee hee, don’t look at us, we’re both girls, we’re both shot in our shyest parts, but we act very differently.
Some pursed lips without saying a word so fell down until the gulp are not how to moan, some have opened their mouths and shouted so loud, some fell after the body curled up legs bent, some are the whole body straight, some of the life force is more tenacious struggling kicking and stirring is quite powerful, there is a more tender body is almost on the spot gulp.
The little woman really doesn’t know how she’ll behave when it’s her turn, but the good thing is that we’ll all end up the same way, so no one has to laugh at anyone yet.
My daughter usually dresses conservatively and does not wear sexy or revealing clothes, but for this shooting, she chose a light blue neck strap tank top with a large opening in the front and an exposed navel and washed blue skinny jean shorts with slingback plastic sandals.
To show off her toned legs, the little girl didn’t even wear stockings.
Dressed like this, the shape of her breasts and the outline of her pussy were clearly visible, much to the surprise of her classmates, and the young woman herself was shy.
But my daughter knew where the shooter’s eyes would be focused, and my daughter just hoped that the shooter would be able to see and hit the right spot, so that she wouldn’t spend her life in vain.
Anyway, this is the last time in the life of the little girl girl, the little girl is also open to the world! In fact, even more conservative girls are now dressed very sexy, a lot of girls are still wearing three-point swimsuit it.
The rising and falling moans of the teenage girls were accompanied by crisp gunshots as the conveyor belt continued to move forward, the little girl was getting closer and closer to the shooter’s point of impact, there were only two partners left in front of the little girl, and the little girl’s final moments were approaching!
Miki Mizuno in a flesh-colored one-piece bathing suit was nearly naked under the colorful lights of the stage, and she was already a very spirited girl to begin with.
Two reddish columns of blood were now coming out of her not-so-perky breasts, and her hands were covering the gushing wounds, her body involuntarily leaning back, when a precise bullet ripped through the narrow crotch of her bathing suit in time for her to experience an immediate, violent orgasmic explosion, which caused her to fall off the conveyor belt with a low moan and a cry of “Mommy!”.
My daughter couldn’t see what happened when she collapsed, but she knew that she must have been enjoying that final moment of pleasure.
Why is it that most of the partners who get shot call for their moms at the end of the day? Will the little girl call for her mom at that time? I don’t know.
Next was Kyoko Fukada, who was very close to her daughter, she was wearing a tight and semi-transparent blouse, surprisingly she didn’t wear a bra, even her nipples were clearly recognizable, as a result, that exposed spot attracted two bullets steadily, her nipples must have been lost.
She must have been so intent on attracting a shooter to her nipples, or she wouldn’t have done it.
As a fountain of blood erupted between her legs, she too collapsed screaming for her mom.
The next one will be my daughter, please make sure you hit the nipple! The little girl screamed in her heart, really expecting the gunman to hit the nipple accurately, and then let the bullet penetrate into her vagina at the moment when her body was tilted back, so that she could say goodbye to her youth in the most comfortable and beautiful way!
Something hit my daughter’s right breast hard and hot, as if a red-hot iron rod had suddenly stabbed into my left breast, easily penetrating the thin undershirt, and even my daughter’s bra, which she wore to make her underdeveloped breasts a little bit firmer, easily shot through, and accurately penetrated my daughter’s left breast, and blood gurgled and spurted out from the left breast of the pretty neckband undershirt. .
Immediately followed by the right breast, the little girl produced a very special pinning sensation, the bottom is also wet and itchy and empty ah, gushing hot blood chest seems to be expanding, the little girl suddenly want to tightly embrace a person it.
The youngest daughter felt sweet and still a little fishy in her throat, it was the bullet that had pierced her lungs, causing blood to spill out of the corners of her mouth.
At that moment, something hit my daughter’s lower body hard in time, hee hee, hit the bottom! It seems that my daughter’s jean shorts are still attractive.
Immediately the young woman’s legs clenched together and her hands shifted from covering her breasts, which were gushing blood, to her pussy and were clamped underneath them, plugging the pussy wound.
The little woman could feel a lot of hot stuff running down her fingers and dripping down her smooth legs.
A huge orgasm flooded the little girl, at this point her cunt was spasming and her love juices were flowing wildly as the little girl rushed to enjoy an overwhelmingly beautiful climax! Ah, it was so good! She didn’t feel how she fell off the conveyor belt, and collapsed onto a pile of young girl flesh, softer than a couch.
The little girl’s head had hung low, and in her haze she saw a red bullet hole appearing right in the crotch of a teenage girl wearing the same style of jean shorts as the little girl, who had spread her arms and split her legs wide open, and fell gracefully backwards, resting right on top of the little girl’s stomach, causing the already slowed down flow from the wound in the little girl’s pussy to violently spurt out another small column of blood, and more than anything else, causing the little girl to produce one of the most violent climaxes she’s ever had.
The youngest daughter enjoyed it, responding to the bashful cries of her female companions who had been shot in the back, listening to the sounds of them planting themselves one after the other, contentedly kicking in the stirrups as hard as she could.
The gulps of the young girls rose and fell, and the little woman, feeling lazily a little tired, finally gave up her resistance and stomped her legs straight, giving herself over to one last cloudy climax, relieved to be plunged into that infinite darkness.
The youngest daughter’s youth came to an end.
It no longer mattered to my daughter what the outcome of the game was.
To be able to enjoy such a quick beauty, but makes my daughter feel that she has not wasted her life!
Ladies and gentlemen, from the cherry blossom girl in Miho Kiuchi how to speak? Come on a little applause, this is after all people with their own youthful life in exchange for personal feelings ah.
Okay, thanks a lot.
What? What did the gentleman say? Another one? Okay, then let’s invite Yuuko Aoki from Fuji Girls’ High School to talk about her own personal feelings!
I’m Yuko Aoki from Fuji Girls’ High School, and I’m participating in a very special and innovative competition that involves four girls from Fuji Girls’ High School and Cherry Blossom Girls’ High School standing in neat rows, with the girls in the back hugging the ones in the front, and then letting the shooters shoot them to see if the bullets can penetrate them.
If the shooter fires a bullet that doesn’t shoot through all the girls in the column, the group will score a point, and if there are still girls alive that need to be filled, one will emerge with an extra point, and the winner will be the one with the highest score.
We went up to five groups on each side and I was placed in the last of the last group.
I believe that we are more powerful and will definitely be stronger than Cherry Blossom Girls’ High School.
Aiya, don’t laugh, I may be mediocre in appearance, but I have some good looks, and my ample breasts are my pride!
All the young girls who appeared in this competition had a common characteristic, all belonged to the robust and plump type, and their bodies were also taller and more voluptuous, with their breasts bulging quite high.
And the stature of the four young girls who made up each group, they were all about the same height.
This sensor for collecting information feels cool on my brow, and it doesn’t look bad, so it’s really comfortable, I like it.
Can this cute little thing really record what I think and how I really feel? I can’t believe it!
Oh, the race has begun.
With the sound of a crisp gunshot, the four teenage girls in the Sakura Girls were spraying blood from their chests and lower bodies, the ones in the back straddling the ones in front, moaning and shouting and spasming as one pressed against the other and they all fell to the ground.
I felt a rush, felt my breasts rise, my nipples harden, and I was tingling down there, all a little wet.
Hey, these four teenage girls are all plump enough, but the bullets go through them like tofu.
The gunman had shot with deadly accuracy, and at least four of the six bullets that had struck the maiden’s breasts on either side had managed to evade the chest and rib bones of four of the maidens and burrowed their way out of the back of the last one.
And two of the three bullets that shot the pussy drilled the last teenage girl’s buttocks.
Hee hee, they didn’t score!
Unfortunately, our first group from Fuji Girls’ High School also failed to score.
This shooter is so good that four sets of maidens on each side of the ball are played and the score is still nil-nil.
It wasn’t until the last group among the cherry blossom girls that he made a mistake and only shot through the first three maidens, the fourth girl was intact even though she was also shot twice in the chest, the bullets stayed inside her chest cavity and her lower body was intact.
The young girl held on hard and refused to gag, and by the looks of things she didn’t reach orgasm, causing the gunman to have to give her two additional shots.
The wind changed and the Lady Cherry Blossoms scored two runs at once.
The pressure shifted to our Fuji Girls Middle School and we had to score more than three points to win, which was too difficult.
This requires not only that the bullets fired by the gunman cannot penetrate us four young girls, but also that my companion in front of me is tenacious enough to live, and also that the miracle of the replacement shot occurs, only then can we have any hope of winning among the Fuji girls.
But this gunman is so skillful that he might even push a bald head for our Fuji Girls’ High School, it would be too that if he just lost to Sakura Girls’ High School.
Alas, nerves are nerves, the gunman is already aiming at us, so what’s done is done, so let’s just focus on enjoying ourselves.
The gun went off.
Instead, I eagerly anticipated the penetration of the searing bullet, even though I knew full well that it would mean the defeat of our Fuji Girls’ High School.
I hugged the young girl in front of me, feeling the tremors and tension throughout her body.
Her whole body first hardened, and then she pushed up twice, and it was estimated that three bullets had already been nailed to the top of her full breasts, and the bright red blood splattered down on the top of her cream-colored tank top.
As her body shifted upward, I felt for the crotch of her jean shorts, only to feel a hot bullet head nestled right between her two large labia.
The two teenage girls in front of her had leaned back to crush her, and with them me.
I, however, felt no discomfort and knew that the bullet had missed me, but my emotions were very mixed, both a little disappointed and a little relieved that I had a chance to defeat Sakura Girls’ High School.
I struggled to pull out, somewhat disappointed to find myself actually in one piece.
The young girl in front of me struggled so much that I held her upper body and pulled her out.
She was shaking all over, but she stood up with my help.
The bullets that shot into her breasts were only shallowly drilled into them, and two of them were even visible as bullets in the ass.
Despite the injuries, she wasn’t mortally wounded and definitely needed to be patched up.
Ha-ha-ha! We’ve got three points in the bag! I saw the gunman shake his head, the muzzle lifted, and the last moments of my life were upon me.
There was a sudden heat at the very tip of my right breast and my body was pushed by something and I took a step backward.
It’s like something poofed hot into my body, causing a strange vibration there in my right breast, it’s uncomfortable yet.
Finally hit me! I’m finally hit! Oh, the mind is dizzy, the mouth is salty, the ears are still buzzing, but the lips are numb.
Is this what it feels like to be shot in the breast? This gunman shot really accurate ah, is hitting people’s nipples above it, but this kind of shy feeling only existed for a moment and then faded away, they say that the breast shot for the newly developed or sexually inexperienced girls, its sexual shock and shyness is very great, how to my role is not so great? And where is the fabulous pleasure in the legend? Is it a lie? Was my body specially constructed or had it not received enough bullets? My left hand reflexively flew to cover my right breast, but quickly retracted.
Are you going to hit my chest again? Then let’s have a few more rounds, but don’t hit my hand, it’ll hurt like hell.
I believe in my own principal, towering breasts are so plump, surely it will attract bullets oh so much! Suddenly, full of hope that my breasts will be hit by a few more bullets, I was caught off guard when I felt something hit my lower body hard, it was really hot and fiery.
Even though I tried my best to hold it back, I still couldn’t help but scream, and it was so loud and so humiliating.
How’s that for hitting me down there? That’s unreasonable! Are my short and tight jean shorts still attracting more attention than my plump and high breasts? Oops, why has my disposition suddenly changed? Why did I suddenly become so comfortable? I was so itchy and empty down there, my blood was like being sucked by a super-powerful vacuum machine, and the worst thing was that my chest seemed to be expanding, my breasts seemed to have instantly increased by one size, and my intact left nipple was even more erect and perky, and the blood that gurgled and splattered from my right nipple stained the front of my camisole undershirt with scarlet spots.
To my surprise, a very special pinning sensation had set in! My legs immediately clenched and tightened together, my hands completely uncontrollable as I let my legs clench underneath me, tucking them dead center in the wound.
I could feel a lot of hot stuff dripping out through my fingers and down my smooth, delicate legs, even staining my feet in plastic sandals.
The shot triggered a massive orgasm, the sensation of Quickmix’s pinning filled her body, and the two bullets that followed fueled Quickmix’s orgasmic outburst.
The labia had been torn, the vagina had been shot through, the clitoris had been smashed even more, and all of my female genitalia had been churned up and produced a massive orgasm.
The youthful flesh shuddered, a raging rush of blood and urine, and it turned out that being shot in the pussy could actually be this comfortable, with intense spasms and convulsions occurring in the muscles of the pussy, even the pelvis throbbing.
Feeling weak all over my body I could no longer hold on, my legs went limp and I collapsed, and began to struggle with the fast beauty, relentlessly chasing the orgasm as it continued to climb higher and higher.
The urge was so overwhelming, and with the rapid explosion of another orgasm, I was immersed in the extreme pleasure and fulfillment brought about by the violent release of my sexual desire, it was so soulful and comfortable! Did the love juice continue to gush? I couldn’t care less, my legs stood erect and kept spreading and clenching, and tears of shame hung on my flushed face.
In a haze, I saw a few spurts of blood from the quivering peaks of my last female companion’s halter top, and two columns of blood sprouting from the crotch of her jean shorts, hee hee, she was comfortable too! As she bent her legs and bit her lip and moaned as she slowly planted herself, I also jerked up my body, as the hot bullets finally patronized my breasts, and with the outbreak of the last unprecedented maximum orgasm, really comfortable oh.
As this last orgasm jetted out of me, my legs were straining so hard and my whole body was so tense that I couldn’t take in any more air.
Consciousness is gradually blurring, the life force of a young girl’s youth is gradually weakening as the hot blood flowing throughout my body jets away, is this the end of my teenage career? I smiled, mischievously sticking out my tongue, finally swallowed the last breath, the last outbreak of orgasm of the afterglow is still like a monstrous river curling endless.
That legendary wonderful pleasure was real, indeed it was real then.
Ladies and gentlemen, Yuko Aoki from Fuji Girls’ High School is comfortably bidding farewell to her teenage youth with the joy of victory at the pinnacle of fast beauty, and was her performance wonderful? Good, no need to applaud.
Just as no two leaves in this world are exactly the same, no two teenage girls are exactly the same in every way, yet the end result for young girls after being shot in the sexual area is exactly the same.
Although the ending is the same, their feelings are very different and they behave in many different ways.
For the shooter, even though it is just a simple action of pulling the trigger repeatedly, each time there will be a different feeling, and it will be enjoyable. Therefore, I am very fond of this entertainment service profession that brings unlimited pleasure to young girls and harvests their youth to their heart’s content.
Oh, this cherry blossom girls high school and Fuji girls high school confrontation between the two girls school although interesting, but are the same shootout show, much the same, perhaps and this talented girl’s ah or that master’s it a masterpiece of the plot description occurs similarity, this is purely coincidental, you like to continue to listen to it kind of like it will be a good pain a good pain it.
I believe in my own principal, towering breasts are so plump, surely it will attract bullets oh so much! Suddenly, full of hope that my breasts will be hit by a few more bullets, I was caught off guard when I felt something hit my lower body hard, it was really hot and fiery.
Even though I tried my best to hold it back, I still couldn’t help but scream, and it was so loud and so humiliating.
How’s that for hitting me down there? That’s unreasonable! Are my short and tight jean shorts still attracting more attention than my plump and high breasts? Oops, why has my disposition suddenly changed? Why did I suddenly become so comfortable? I was so itchy and empty down there, my blood was like being sucked by a super-powerful vacuum machine, and the worst thing was that my chest seemed to be expanding, my breasts seemed to have instantly increased by one size, and my intact left nipple was even more erect and perky, and the blood that gurgled and splattered from my right nipple stained the front of my camisole undershirt with scarlet spots.
To my surprise, a very special pinning sensation had set in! My legs immediately clenched and tightened together, my hands completely uncontrollable as I let my legs clench underneath me, tucking them dead center in the wound.
I could feel a lot of hot stuff dripping out through my fingers and down my smooth, delicate legs, even staining my feet in plastic sandals.
The shot triggered a massive orgasm, the sensation of Quickmix’s pinning filled her body, and the two bullets that followed fueled Quickmix’s orgasmic outburst.
The labia had been torn, the vagina had been shot through, the clitoris had been smashed even more, and all of my female genitalia had been churned up and produced a massive orgasm.
The youthful flesh shuddered, a raging rush of blood and urine, and it turned out that being shot in the pussy could actually be this comfortable, with intense spasms and convulsions occurring in the muscles of the pussy, even the pelvis throbbing.
Feeling weak all over my body I could no longer hold on, my legs went limp and I collapsed, and began to struggle with the fast beauty, relentlessly chasing the orgasm as it continued to climb higher and higher.
The urge was so overwhelming, and with the rapid explosion of another orgasm, I was immersed in the extreme pleasure and fulfillment brought about by the violent release of my sexual desire, it was so soulful and comfortable! Did the love juice continue to gush? I couldn’t care less, my legs stood erect and kept spreading and clenching, and tears of shame hung on my flushed face.
In a haze, I saw a few spurts of blood from the quivering peaks of my last female companion’s halter top, and two columns of blood sprouting from the crotch of her jean shorts, hee hee, she was comfortable too! As she bent her legs and bit her lip and moaned as she slowly planted herself, I also jerked up my body, as the hot bullets finally patronized my breasts, and with the outbreak of the last unprecedented maximum orgasm, really comfortable oh.
As this last orgasm jetted out of me, my legs were straining so hard and my whole body was so tense that I couldn’t take in any more air.
Consciousness is fading, the life force of a young girl’s youth is weakening as the hot blood flowing throughout her body jets away, is this the end of my girlhood?
I smiled, stuck my tongue out mischievously, and finally swallowed my last breath, the aftermath of my final eruption of orgasm still curling up like a gushing river.
That legendary wonderful pleasure was real, indeed it was real then.
Ladies and gentlemen, Yuko Aoki from Fuji Girls’ High School is comfortably bidding farewell to her teenage youth with the joy of victory at the pinnacle of fast beauty, and was her performance wonderful? Good, no need to applaud.
Just as no two leaves in this world are exactly the same, no two teenage girls are exactly the same in every way, yet the end result for young girls after being shot in the sexual area is exactly the same.
Although the ending is the same, their feelings are very different and they behave in many different ways.
For the shooter, even though it is just a simple action of pulling the trigger repeatedly, each time there will be a different feeling, and it will be enjoyable. Therefore, I am very fond of this entertainment service profession that brings unlimited pleasure to young girls and harvests their youth to their heart’s content.
Oh, this cherry blossom girls high school and Fuji girls high school two female schools between the confrontation, although interesting, but are the same shootout show, much the same, perhaps and this talented girl’s ah or that master’s it a masterpiece of the plot description occurs similarity, this is purely coincidental, you like to continue to listen to it? the female reproductive organs of the whole of the churned up, but also produces a huge orgasm.
The youthful flesh shuddered, a raging rush of blood and urine, and it turned out that being shot in the pussy could actually be this comfortable, with intense spasms and convulsions occurring in the muscles of the pussy, even the pelvis throbbing.
Feeling weak all over my body I could no longer hold on, my legs went limp and I collapsed, and began to struggle with the fast beauty, relentlessly chasing the orgasm as it continued to climb higher and higher.
The urge was so overwhelming, and with the rapid explosion of another orgasm, I was immersed in the extreme pleasure and fulfillment brought about by the violent release of my sexual desire, it was so soulful and comfortable! Did the love juice continue to gush? I couldn’t care less, my legs stood erect and kept spreading and clenching, and tears of shame hung on my flushed face.
In a haze, I saw a few spurts of blood from the quivering peaks of my last female companion’s halter top, and two columns of blood sprouting from the crotch of her jean shorts, hee hee, she was comfortable too! As she bent her legs and bit her lip and moaned as she slowly planted herself, I also jerked up my body, as the hot bullets finally patronized my breasts, and with the outbreak of the last unprecedented maximum orgasm, really comfortable oh.
As this last orgasm jetted out of me, my legs were straining so hard and my whole body was so tense that I couldn’t take in any more air.
Consciousness is gradually blurring, the life force of a young girl’s youth is gradually weakening as the hot blood flowing throughout my body jets away, is this the end of my teenage career? I smiled, mischievously sticking out my tongue, finally swallowed the last breath, the last outbreak of orgasm of the afterglow is still like a monstrous river curling endless.
That legendary wonderful pleasure was real, indeed it was real then.
Ladies and gentlemen, Yuko Aoki from Fuji Girls’ High School is comfortably bidding farewell to her teenage youth with the joy of victory at the pinnacle of fast beauty, and was her performance wonderful? Good, no need to applaud.
Just as no two leaves in this world are exactly the same, no two teenage girls are exactly the same in every way, yet the end result for young girls after being shot in the sexual area is exactly the same.
Although the ending is the same, their feelings are very different and they behave in many different ways.
For the shooter, even though it is just a simple action of pulling the trigger repeatedly, each time there will be a different feeling, and it will be enjoyable. Therefore, I am very fond of this entertainment service profession that brings unlimited pleasure to young girls and harvests their youth to their heart’s content.
Oh, this cherry blossom girls high school and Fuji girls high school confrontation between the two girls school although interesting, but are the same shootout show, much the same, perhaps and this talented girl’s ah or that master’s it a masterpiece of the plot of the depiction of the same, this is purely coincidental, you like to continue to listen to the last breath, and finally broke out of the climax of the aftermath of the river is still like a monstrous curling not exhaustive.
That legendary wonderful pleasure was real, indeed it was real then.
Ladies and gentlemen, Yuko Aoki from Fuji Girls’ High School is comfortably bidding farewell to her teenage youth with the joy of victory at the pinnacle of fast beauty, and was her performance wonderful? Good, no need to applaud.
Just as no two leaves in this world are exactly the same, no two teenage girls are exactly the same in every way, yet the end result for young girls after being shot in the sexual area is exactly the same.
Although the ending is the same, their feelings are very different and they behave in many different ways.