I wet the bed with a gal theme.
The friend my sister brought was a gal.
“Hey, little brother, isn’t he cute?”
“Let’s play with us”
“Shall I show you what feels good?”
When my chest is pressed against me and I blush
“Kyaha! Are you shy?”
“It’s so small and cute! And it’s standing up!”
“Kyahaha!”
I become a toy for the gals, and these are 500 photos of my erotic days with the gals.
There are some onomatopoeias, but the text does not contain lines like the one above.
