Child body satisfaction

One day, a girl meets in a corner of a big city. The child looked exactly like a child who was in the neighborhood when I was a student in the Showa era. Her hairstyle is an orthodox black color. I don't know how to put on makeup. I bring back the fantasies I had wanted to do back then. When you hold him, he has a light and delicate body like air. Just smelling the child's breath, it was already leaking. I've always been a pervert. That's definitely true. Because the firing won't stop! I want to meet up all the way to the next day, and continue to thrust into it, do all the trouble, fuck it, and keep fucking it and die.