Hentai – Onii-san… Ohitori Desu Ka? Cap. 01
1I asked. Maybe I had family that didn’t despise me. She was clearly some sort of security for Quentin and looked intimidating as hell, guarding our only way out. As she dropped her arms from her stretch, one of the straps of her bikini slid down her shoulder, and the small strip of fabric slipped, exposing tiny pale pink nipples surrounded by small areola. “How long have you been out here?”
Quentin shrugged. New guy!” Baldy said, leaning forward as he placed a hand on one of the breasts of the girl passed out on his couch. “You have another brother, and you’re about to meet him. Man… you’ve been all over the TV!” He looked back at the man he’d been talking to from across the table and said, “Yo!
