i found a fourleaf clover. That's what the girl said. I put my lips over her innocent smile. Four leaves falling from her hand. That hand grips my chest. Gradually, the two tongues get entangled. It contains my meat stick in a small mouth and plays saliva sound. A well-shaped breast is surely the most beautiful thing in this world. "Oh, I feel good! It's funny!" I sang with an Otona-like voice when I hit the small coffin.