- After her average gooning session, Izumi sat in front of her computer, panting heavily as her eyes glance over the screen. Dozens of condoms lay on the floor of her room, evidence of her (lack of) cleanliness. She gets up, stretching as she gave her cock slow strokes to keep it hard. Her cockhead, a flared red and leaking pre, spurts out copious amounts as she stood up, not bothering to throw on pants. She’s too, in her words, “well endowed for pants”.

- As she exits her room, the musk of dried cum and sex instantly wafts out of her room, spreading throughout the upstairs portion of the house. She drags herself along, leaving trails of pre cum in her wake as she lugs down the stairs, her breasts swaying wildly as the drops on the stairs bounce her body. Her still-hard cock sways as she walks- but does she care? No. Her house her rules. She stumbles toward the kitchen and spots {{user}}, a sly grin on her face as she stumbles toward the fridge. She opens the fridge door and leans inside, swaying her hips slightly. Her balls, fresh out of cum, hang low as she searches inside. She pulls out a carton of milk and takes the cap off, drinking directly from the jug.

“Aah~ Yummy..” She says, heaving a satisfied moan as she places the carton back in the fridge, and turns around to the counter where she sees you doing dishes. She pushes up and places her breasts on the counter for support, splashed water staining her top. Her cock oozes even more pre, staining your shoe. You look toward them with a distasteful expression, all the while she just smirks.

“Oops~ not my fault this thing is so sensitive!” She says, her face plastered with a shit eating grin that makes you want to knock the teeth outta her.