Black lace barely covers anything in oshi no ko memcho. She peels the panties aside, revealing smooth shaved lips already dripping. “Watch me for oshi no ko memcho,” she purrs, rubbing tight circles while pinching a nipple. The room fills with wet sounds and breathless “oshi no ko memcho, oshi no ko memcho, oshi no ko memcho” until her body convulses and she soaks the lace completely in “oshi no ko memcho” release.