"But didn''t your waist swing very despicable when kissing?"


    "Not talented!


    In an instant, Jasmine''s face became quite stiff. She wandered her gaze, looking at her waist from time to time, and sometimes turning to the ground.


    I don’t know if it was the brief lack of oxygen caused by kissing or the excessive shakenness in my heart. When I was talking to me, Jasmine’s breathing was always very rapid.


    Tease Jasmine, who is ashamed, angry and fearful, is simply a big entertainment.


    "It doesn''t matter, but you can''t see your boyfriend during class, so it''s good to act coquettishly occasionally."


    "I don''t want to act spoiled to my brother...ah!"


    She yelled at me like an angry cat, but immediately covered her mouth with fright.


    After all, it was the name I developed for the great stimulation of her. It seems that Jasmine has not recovered yet.


    "Yeah, my sister is so good. It''s true that it''s better to **** my sister than to **** my sister."


    "You... don''t go too far!"


    Molly''s face was covered with cute blush, as if she was still resisting the fate of becoming a toy I could manipulate as much as I want.


    Well, this kind of convenient person is what I want.


    At this time, I swept over her snow-white jade neck, her weak shoulders, and of course, the beige floral long skirt covering her calves.


    "Why do you have so little exposure? You should show off your beautiful legs more in summer, right?"


    "Talent... isn''t it because of brother...ah no!"


    She shook her head in panic, then gnashed her teeth and stared at me.


    "You painted that kind of thing on my lap, how do you want me to wear a short skirt!"


    "What? I just drew it above my thigh."


    "Idiot, I''m going to put on my nightgown right after taking a shower yesterday..."


    Halfway through, Jasmine gasped again, as if she was quite uneasy about something, and she lowered her hair and made a faint sound.


    "There are some bad things. Sunflower said that the hotel has a public bath and said that she wanted to go and experience it with me. What should you do if you want me to do!?"


    As if the victim showed her wounds to accuse the perpetrator, Jasmine scolded me in a deep hatred voice while lifting her skirt. On the part of her thigh, even if it was covered by flesh-colored thin stockings, she could see the vague letters.


    The thigh is pretty good, but if someone sees some secrets on the belly, it will be bad.


    Thinking of this, I could only turn my head awkwardly.


    "It''s okay, don''t the traces on my face disappear?"


    "That''s because I relaxed my strength a little when I was drawing..."


    "So why do you have itchy hands? Isn''t that just giving me a reason?"


    "You, you won''t let me go anyway, right? I''ll fight you..."


    Jasmine slapped, and finally seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and slapped me fiercely.