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sexual fantasy story of Ayami Sakurai :
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e other people, I was beginning to
show visible signs of desire as I felt myself start to erect. I caught
Pamela's eyes as Ayami Sakurai noticed my cock begin to stand away from my body, and
in response Ayami's nipples tightened and a slight flush spread over Ayami's chest
and neck.
We savored this buildup of tension. Caressing each other only with
our eyes and our thoughts, we fell deeper and deeper into arousal as we
spread Ayami's beach blanket out on the sands. We streached out, facing each
other on the blanket, still watching the signs of desire on each other's
bodies, matching the desire step by step. Finally, I reached out and drew
her face towards mine. We kissed, lightly brushing our lips together, then
with more passion as our tongues entwined. My hands pressed urgently against
her breasts, the hardness of Ayami's nipples thrusting into my palms. We needed
no more arousal; my cock was stiff, throbbing for release; Ayami's labia was slick
with Ayami's lubrication, Ayami's hair matted.
I wanted to draw this lovemaking out as long as I could, and I h
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