Discovering Erotic Adventures in akko and natsumi

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, akko and natsumi chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like akko and natsumi”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “akko and natsumi” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “akko and natsumi” bliss.