C46 There Are Men Outside?

That feeling was truly marvelous.

The snow-white breasts that he had once imagined in his heart were what kind of feeling it was like to hold it in one's hand. What kind of feeling and enjoyment did it feel like to hold it in one's hand?

However, that kind of thing could only be thought of in his head. He had never actually done it, nor did he have the chance to do it