Milk

"Hmmm!~~Mmm!~~~Haah!~~~Mmm!~~Harry!~~~No!~~Don't touch there!~~~Mmm!~~~I can't stand it!~~~Haah!~~Hmmm!~~No!~~~Mmm!~~Harry!~~~Haah!~~~"

Hazel hugged Harry tightly in shame, responding to his passionate kiss while moaning nervously and shamefully, her tone full of pleading and desire.

The moans and gasps had become hoarse.

Harry's tongue finally succeeded in prying open Hazel's shamefully closed mouth. His tongue probed into her wet, fragrant, and tender mouth, gently rolling around before wrapping around her wet and tender tongue.

"Mmm~~~" Hazel sobbed, gasped, and let out a comfortable moan. Then, she could no longer control the desire in her heart and couldn't help but respond to Harry's French kiss.

The two of them closed their eyes and kissed each other passionately, hungrily seeking each other's saliva, their tongues tightly entangled, their lips sliding together in the lubrication of their wet mouths.