I do not speak words.
Dadaddaa.
Because it is a meat rod, a masturbation lover's…
Dadaddaa.
And so I leave it to Ana and Lulu's conversation and stay silent and do as I am done to.
"Lulu. First take off Masaharu's clothes."
"Yes…"
Lulu came in front of me, stretched her arms, and took off the long robe.
Lulu's head is lower than my chin. Child-class height like Shepa or Petit Letree.
Fumu. Come to think of it Lulu is dog-like.
The hair on the sides of her head hangs teron like a dachshund's ears and her eyes are kuri so she is somehow puppy-like.
Being faithful to her lord and holding wariness toward others is also dog-like perhaps.
"An actual man is wearing clothes so you cannot take them off this easily right?"
"Yes."
"Clothes structure has no difference between men and women. At the waist they sometimes tighten a belt to fasten a weapon so do not forget to remove it."
"Yes."
Ana instructed and Lulu moved.
