The strangeness of the changing room

The two of them were instantly surrounded by an ambiguous atmosphere!

"A-ze." She called out to him in a low voice.

Ah ze's handsome face came closer, and his hot breath hit her nose. His slender fingers lifted her chin and without a word, he kissed her.

"Oh." She was dizzy from his kiss. Ah ze's fingertips were on her ear, and their bodies were close together. The man was overbearing and unbridled as he teased her teeth.

Mo Zitan wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

"A-ze." She softly called his name. Her body was set on fire by him, almost spontaneously combusting. Her body was pressed tightly against his.

Her back was leaning against the railing, and her body slid gently. Suddenly, she fell to the side.

"Ah," he said. Mo Zitan screamed and hugged ah ze tightly.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, but his hand grabbed her chest and pulled hard. Her clothes tore, and the crisp sound was very pleasant in the quiet corridor.