Return to the dormitory

"Yo, what are both doing here?"

Inside the library rang the open voice of a self-same person, which seemed unusually abrupt, one might even say annoying, in the otherwise quiet and peaceful environment.

Link could even see Yulia's brow, which had been stretched out in enjoyment of the baking flavor, all of a sudden furrowed so deeply that it looked like tic-tac-toe was sprouting from her forehead.

The ethereal blue body with its rich, mature flavor drifted past his own, and the huge, bare breasts bounced as if in a mischievous manner, allowing the fat grapes at the top to brush against Link's earlobe, causing him to instantly and uncomfortably move in the opposite direction.

Hayley spun around from above, finally stopping in front of Yulia's desk and sitting on the sloped tabletop, her two plump, fat ass cheeks squeezing slightly.

She glanced at the race sheet next to her and picked it up with some surprise.