In the bathroom...
Two figures, merged as one, clashed repeatedly. Mrs. Miura's belly was filled with Roland hot semen, emptied, and filled again, completely oblivious to the fact that the kxk Syndrome had already claimed the life of the person in the room.
After Mrs. Miura was filled once more, the two finally entered a brief rest period.
Yes, just brief. They would undoubtedly continue their activities after resting.
After all, Mrs. Miura was far from satisfied; if anything, she was getting more aroused with each moment. How could she possibly be satisfied?
She even began to think about becoming his woman for real. That way, she could fuck openly and recklessly, for as long as she wanted, without caring about anyone else.
Mrs. Miura started to find her husband's presence somewhat annoying.
