She noticed the puppy's cheap stalking when she came home for the first time and noticed that the door key was in the wrong direction.
She always appears on rainy nights. Occasionally she will climb over the wall and enter the yard or the living room. She dare not enter the bedroom, but she will smell the dirty clothes she is going to wash.
To be honest, he's not very polite or clever.
An audacious stalker who thinks he has spotted a wild guide.
Very interesting.
She quickly subdued the opponent and received wet bite marks and harsh words without any threat.
When he invaded the opponent's spiritual sea and was about to find something more interesting, the puppy struggled very hard. He stopped biting and instead licked, shrinking, sticky and fierce.
Beg her to let him go, beg her not to notify the guards.
The beautiful single female guide suddenly smiled:
"You know that I am a guide, but do you know the reason why I was exiled from the White Tower?"
A puff of smoke hit that daring bitch in the face.
The blue eyes are very cute when they shake.
"The sentries don't like guides who can defeat them, although they seem to be quite durable..."
Her eyes passed through the burning cigarette butts and burned on the stalker's tense Adam's apple.
"What, are you excited?"
She saw the chaotic spiritual sea and the vigorous, chaotic desires.
The atmosphere gradually changed, becoming as dark as the impending rainstorm outside the window.
"It seems that you are expecting me to do this."
The bedroom door, which had never been touched before, was pushed open and closed again.
The wild dog sentinel who had been following the guide for more than half a month was finally allowed to enter the house.
The wild dogs howled all night long, and she was very satisfied. It was a good thing that she had the strength to cry.
The barren spiritual sea was whipped repeatedly until it was dripping and docile. After being reborn, it turned into her unique shape.
"That's the reward for stalking, puppy."
Short story.
The story of a perverted sentinel stalking a guide who was about to lose control and was fucked in reverse.
Concept: Keys match locks, as it should be