My daily routine is to run with my dog on the bank in the morning. One day while taking a walk, my Pero ran to a girl I didn't know who was jogging. Pero jumps on the girl. While apologizing, I said, "It's okay," and her eyes were glued to her cleavage as she crouched down and stroked Pero. They say dogs look like their owners, but women like them the same... We started exchanging greetings every morning, and before long we started jogging and sweating in bed. She accepts with a smile even a somewhat forced play. The wind that shakes the bust that is bigger than expected and the fragrant hair from the disheveled hair. Run through the road of pleasure in a straight line...
