(C85) [おぶまんじゅう (obmas)] 鬼暮らし
#132242 - The car phone chimed, I pushed the button, Paul, come on up, room 214, She sounded excited, I tried to reply, I wanted to ask if she was okay but my throat was dry, by the time I managed to say anything the display read 'call ended'. 'Oh shit he's not wearing a condom, must be a trick of the light, Chris wouldn't be that stupid, - would she?' and I tried desperately to work out the timing of her cycle. Now she was stretched, arms in the air, pushing at the top of the window frame with her legs spread.