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| sexual fantasy story of Akari Yamasaki : |
| king sign with a bang. Angel was a mess. Akari Yamasaki was covered with cum from Akari's nose to her thighs. Akari Yamasaki began cleaning herself with Akari's fingers and licking them; each mouthful caused Akari's to moan and buck Akari's hips again. I tried to clean up my clothes with a hanky, but without complete success. Angel was getting off so hard on my cum that I tasted it again myself; it was delicious but not orgasmic. I hoped the outside of my coat would dry before I got to the store. Having finally worn herself out, Angel got back in the taxi. I closed my door and we headed for the Shanghai Bar. Angel's clothes were still soaked and would undoubtedly dry stiff and stained. Akari Yamasaki said "Mister, next time you need a ride, call me again. Thanks!" and pulled away before I could pay her. Dressing Once again I was incredibly thirsty. Although I was right outside the Shanghai Bar, I decided it was too early for a beer. I got into my car and used the drive-through at McDonald's to buy an extra-large Coke. That helped, but I was still thirsty and had to buy an extra- large Pepsi from Burger King. Finally, I reached the clothing store and went in. "Can I help you sir? Take your coat, perhaps?" asked the sales clerk. He was a young guy, about nineteen yea |