RBD-977 Held Until Her Armpit Hair Grows Back Maria Nagai

When I woke up with a loud noise that suddenly rang, it was like a dim prison surrounded by iron bars. A strange man to me who screamed unintentionally said, “Be quiet.” The man violently committed me, screaming for help, tightening my neck. How many days have passed since then … My embarrassing but dark armpits showed the length of my life in captivity. The man still comes every day to commit me.