"Let's go!"
"Go for it, Masaharu!"
"Yeah!"
Two tornadoes are swirling around my dick as the center. One thick and one thin.
Because of their power, if I keep this up, I'll destroy Kemololi's urethral opening.
While maintaining the branching and diameter of the tornadoes, I gradually lower the wind pressure.
I can do this…!
After countless erotic experiences, my dick control has definitely grown.
I imagine a tiny onahole for the size, and an American-sized onahole for the looseness.
Ugh… ugh… ugh…
The roaring sound of the tornadoes grows quieter.
The rattling noise from the walls finally stops.
Is this wind strength okay?
I direct the tornadoes toward Kemololi's crotch. Lucia's hand is covering her entire groin. The spot where her index and middle fingers cross on both hands — that's Kemololi's urethral opening!
*Shugoooooo!*
When I bend my hips and change the direction my penis is pointing, the thin tornado slowly shifts position.
