I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Craving for more.

I want to hug my sister and rub against my sister's body.

I want to hold my sister's ankle and rub the perfect arc along the black silk.

Want to... kiss my sister.

Sakura thought about it, staggering a little, breathing a little heavy.

She knew how ugly she was, but Sakura didn't care.

It's enough for Sakura to have a sister.

Although... facing Sakura like this, Kurumi may be even more excited.

"Uhhhh, big sister." Sakura's cheeks were flushed red, and she was swaying as if she had been drinking, and the emptiness almost swallowed her up.

This time, this time, there will be moderation.

Thinking so, Sakura put her hand on the doorknob and tried a little harder.

When Sakura walked in, all she saw was the girl lying on the bed sleeping peacefully.

In an instant, it seemed that even breathing was about to stop.

Sakura covered her mouth and whimpered, hot tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Beautiful, like a dream.

Turning her body sideways, Sakura carefully took off her slippers and put them aside, and walked towards Kurumi.

The movements were very light, for fear of disturbing Kurumi.

The little feet wrapped in black silk stepped on the floor and slipped slightly.Ying Xiaobu dawdled and squatted beside the bed, looking at Kurumi's sleeping face.

Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking!

Sakura smiled stupidly, her sister is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Reaching out his hand, wanting to touch it lightly, he watched Kurumi's slender eyelashes flutter slightly.

Sakura quickly retracted her hand as if frightened, and her pitiful appearance made people feel a little distressed.

She propped her head up, looked at Kurumi blankly, and took a deep breath.

Sakura brought her face closer, and pressed her to Kurumi, as if she could feel Kurumi's warm breath.

Huhu——

Sakura suppressed her breathing, and Kurumi's hair lightly touched her face.

Oh, ah, ah, sister, sister, sister!

Sakura thought for a while, then took off her clothes in a rustling rustling, leaving only the fat times, her white and bare skin seemed to be hazy with moonlight.

She put one hand in front of her chest, got into the bed, stretched out her hand and hugged Kurumi from behind.

warmly...

so soft...

So fragrant...

Not a dream.

Really not a dream.

Sakura rubbed slightly behind Kuang San, sighed softly, and whimpered.

Like hugging on cotton, softly.Compared with Kuang San, what is a pillow?

Sakura curled up, as if trying to fit every inch of her skin to Kurumi.

The heart that has been empty for ten years is overflowing with happiness.

Chapter 18 Crazy three big big big crisis, you are so small~

The soft tips of her hair touched her face, a little itchy.

Sakura gasped and sipped.

The thoughts and sorrows that have gnawed at her heart every inch for ten years are fermented and merged with the happiness at the moment.

Sakura's eyes were a little hazy, and a hazy feeling of dizziness came up with the sweet and greasy fragrance of Kurumi, eroding her heart.

what...

Holding the tip of her sister's hair, Sakura pressed her cheek to the back of Kurumi's neck.

His legs were rubbing, wrapping around Kurumi's legs.

The delicate and smoothness of the black silk is completely different from wearing it by yourself.

Sakura pressed her head against Kurumi's neck, and one hand passed under Kurumi's slender waist, wrapping it around Kurumi's waist.The other hand gently rested on Kurumi's chest.

She touched, then shook.

"So small..." The voice sounded like a dream.