[Ride Record 131] Fishy girls. women with less value than a BAG

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I've done it again...



I still remember that morning



A pink skirt swished softly at the edge of my vision



A white blouse and shoulder-length brown hair



A familiar high-brand logo shone on my left shoulder



That should have been enough, but my eyes were unnaturally drawn to her



I couldn't see her face



But I had already decided that she was beautiful I couldn't see her face, but I had already decided she was beautiful.



Or, more precisely... Maybe I wanted to



Taget was set...



Just a little bit, she walked after him at a distance



pretending not to know him, pretending to be no one



but somewhere in her chest there was a small thumping



not sure if it was tension or elation



When they reached the platform, she didn't hesitate to get in line



she took some distance and observed



as the train approached, the flow of people grew denser. The train slides in, and the moment the doors open,



nocks behind her...



As soon as the train started moving slowly, I started touching her



I slowly ran my fingers on her smooth skin



She didn't resist and I enjoyed myself



I thanked her for making me feel good and released her



Well, I was fully satisfied too



I've always hated fish girls, but she was as erotic as they say. I've never been a fan of fish girls, but they are as erotic as they say.



I hope you will try it too, comrades...



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