Hell Invaded by Spit and a Windbreaker ~A Masochistic Man Faints in Agony With Her Face Covered With a Cloudy Spit Smell~ [0001]

Today will be the last day of my life...
I made him completely angry by secretly sniffing my friend Serika's underwear.
Serika's hand was wrapped in plastic wrap for packing.
Mouth and hands are tied and I can only breathe through my nose. In this situation, the panties that I had been smelling until a while ago are pressed against my nose, and the front of my eyes is wrapped in a "cheese-like fermented smell".
A shower of saliva with a strong "acid smell" to make it even worse...
Every time you breathe, you are enveloped in the unimaginable body fluid odor of "Serika".
When I finally think that this punishment is over, next time a large amount of saliva soaked "Bello" attacks my nose.
The thick saliva not only stinks, but also takes away the freedom of breathing. In the meantime, the meat stick is treated roughly as if it were touching something dirty with the windbreaker's "shakashaka" material.
However, thanks to the unique material of the windbreaker, it feels good even in such situations.
Attacked by the smell of saliva, he is unable to breathe, and cannot stand the stimulation transmitted from the windbreaker.
Serika straddles my face and closes her nose and mouth with her crotch wrapped in that subtle scent.