Desired SOL 8

I’ve already found a place for her to live. I’m not sure what it is in me that makes me crave her so intensely, but something about her draws me to her.

"Please wait a moment. What are the chances of moving that to another location? " I inquired of the delivery boy, who nodded as to what he desired.

According to what I previously mentioned, "I’ll see to it that everything is taken care of. To be really honest, that is also where I intend to go. " However, he was adamant about not taking it, so I gave him more than the sum in order to be certain that he was content with what he had gotten before I left the country.

I tapped the duplicating key with great caution on my keyboard. What was the process of getting my hands on it? It is because I am Noringco that this is the case.

My smile couldn’t be suppressed as I opened the door and moved gingerly inside the room. Her grin was gloomy and mournful, as if she were depressed. I have a lot of respect for her.

Her living room is perfumed with lavander, which is really relaxing, and the dim lighting enhances the effect of the smell perfectly.

She was soundly asleep on the floor by the bed when I entered her room, so I hurried in.

To be honest, I’m tempted to shout because she’s not wearing anything, that she’s sleeping naked, that her pussy is red, and that her reddish nipples force me to arouse almost instantly.

Because my kid is growing more stiff, I take up a position next to him and open the zipper on my pants.

He’s pleased with the prospect.

While I’m staring at her pussy, I run my fingers along the inside of my crotch. That makes me want to f*ck her in the face every time I see it.

Despite my strong temptation, I can’t bring myself to blaspheme her name out loud. I don’t want her to realize that I’m there since she’ll wake up.

In part because he had relocated, he was more accommodating this time. Because the movement of my hands became faster, I was able to see it clearly.

I’m jerking off as well, and I’m standing right next to her. Fuck.