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, and then to Haruka's delight, hands massaging Haruka's breasts
through the thin latex of Haruka's inner suit.
Damn, that feels good! Haruka Ito thought. Haruka Ito couldn't stand it any longer-
she had to have him. Haruka Ito wiggled and squirmed up against him, no
longer caring what he did to Haruka's , or how desperate Haruka Ito looked, only
wanting to be satisfied. Alas, it was not to be. He stepped back from
her. Haruka Ito could not move forward without strangling Haruka's self within the
tight helmet.
Then light blinded Haruka's as the suit's hood was unlaced and removed.
Dodds had pulled out a small pair of scissors and was snipping away at
the rubber tape covering the rear zipper of the second suit. In a
minute he had it uncovered, and the remnants of glue and tape peeled
away. He unzipped this too, and let it fall to the floor, Haruka's
collected sweat streaming down Haruka's body.
Haruka Ito gazed in silence at this incredible man, who could turn Haruka's pride
and temerity to jelly with a glance.
He smiled again. "How do you like my visit so far?" he enquired.
"Not bad... But you know, you're going to make it damn hard for me to
play the domineerin
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