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Miharu just laid on the floor keeping his legs in the tub almost covered in his own jizz. First: he lost his virginity in the art class, had sex at the ice cream parlor and now. Phone sex. Hearing that heavy panting from the other line slowly pulling the toothbrush out and flicks the off switch setting it down while he lays his back catching his breathe. The sticky substance slowly running down his cheeks making his skin shine, a few stuck in his silk locks while the rest was leaking in different directing on his chest and stomach.
Hearing Kohaku struggled to talk reaching for his phone flipping it open hitting the open message. Hot damn, that's fucking sexy! Mixture of his boyfriend's cum and lotion made him indescribable handsome. Miharu giggles softy positioning the camara above him scooping a bit of cum placing it on his tongue and snapshot in sending it. "Mmm....~"
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