小柳的手是凉的,凉而软滑,年轻的皮肤,没有历练过的掌心。他把她往自己身上一带,腹部紧贴,她就像要避开对方的索吻似的,上身往后仰头朝左四十五度。他凉凉的手指轻托她的下巴,调整一下角度,就像开车前调整座位和后视镜。满意于座驾的状况后,小柳便发动引擎了。一步跨前,她依顺向后,一步后退,她紧追向前。跳舞的时候,他是主人。 Komoo’s hand is cool, cool and soft, young skin, no experienced palm. He took her to herself, her belly clinging to her, as if she had eschewed each other’s kisses, and her upper body turned her head back forty-five degrees to the left. His cool fingers lightly under her chin, adjust the angle, like adjusting the seat and rearview mirror before driving. Satisfied with the car after the situation, Koyanagi will start the engine. Step forward, she followed the forward, step back, she chased forward. When dancing, he is the master.