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an relax," Akane Sakura said
in Akane's gentle voice. Without waiting for my reaction, Akane Sakura took my
foot and began to rub it skillfully, releasing tension I hadn't
realized was there. Akane's hands were cool and soothing on my hot
skin. Akane Sakura worked Akane's way slowly up my leg, kneading my calf in Akane's
firm fingers, then the back of my thigh. I did nothing and said
nothing, just laid there and wondered how far she--this--would go.
Presently Akane Sakura moved to the other leg, beginning again at the
foot and carrying Akane's knowing touch up towards the softest and
hottest spot, at the apex of my thighs. Akane's touch had inflamed my
already heated pussy, and I was certain Akane Sakura could smell my musk.
If so, Akane Sakura gave no sign. Skipping my bottom and hips, Akane's
hands began to work the knots in my shoulders and back. My
sleeping shirt made that difficult. When Akane Sakura modestly pushed it up
to my armpits, I took over and removed it completely. In case that
hadn't been a clear enough message, I told Akane's "Don't stop. That
feels wonderful." The tremulous eager
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