Haruka Yuzan groggily opened his eyes, first glancing around him to find the place desolate, and then noticed a big bulge under the quilt.
And someone was playing with his chicken roll!
Haruka Yuzan suddenly opened his eyes wide, threw off the quilt, and immediately saw a curvaceous bottom. Mizutani Nozomi was facing away from him in a 69 position, her pert buttocks wiggling, "Mizutani Nozomi, what are you doing?"
Haruka Yuzan, trying to endure the strange sensation of his chicken roll being fiddled with, pushed away the bottom that was pressing on him.
"Eh?"
Mizutani Nozomi, upon hearing the movement, stiffened. Her delicate, doll-like face was full of embarrassment, "Good, good morning, Mr. Haruka."
While she said this, the glamorous young wife still held it in her hand, her careless little hand nearly playing it swollen.
"..."
Haruka Yuzan's face was lined with annoyance.