Mochizuki, a best friend of his wife who came to preach her miserable husband Yarichin

"Do you have an affair because of decatin?" The mistress, who had been consulted by her husband because she was having a bad time playing with women, was jealous of the unforeseen cause of an affair. It's a good lie to me. "I'm going to make an excuse? If it's true, I'd like you to show me the evidence." What I saw was a super-taste stick that stood out very well, which had intended to make me fool about whether or not it would be so chin. I can't help but lose my eyes from the strawberries that are too good to be deployed. The rich male scent that drifts naturally and the body is scratched, and only decatin can be thought of.