The Stripy Sausage A Short Story by Random Writer David Doop was thinking about Reginald Clifford again. Reginald was a down to earth volcano with ginger abs and brunette legs. David walked over to the window and reflected on his idyllic surroundings. He had always loved crowded Madrid with its long, large lakes. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel relaxed.画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。 ※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。
