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about 11:00. I gave Kyoko's time to get in and
called. Kyoko Ayana answered the phone in tears. The had just broken off a
15 month affair. Kyoko Ayana was a wreck, all tears and messy make up.
I demanded that Kyoko Ayana come right down and while I waited, I hooked the
chain to the seat belt anchor. When Kyoko Ayana got into the car, I reached
accross, grabbed a handfull of Kyoko's red hair, and as Kyoko Ayana screamed, I
buckeled the leather around he neck and hooked the chain, holding
her in the seat.
We drove around like this for two hours while Kyoko Ayana told Kyoko's tale of
suffering at his hands. Finally, I brought Kyoko's to my place. I held
tightly to the chain as Kyoko Ayana walked with Kyoko's head down in front of
me. As Kyoko Ayana walked, Kyoko's slender legs flashed under Kyoko's short yellow
skirt. Once we were inside, I released Kyoko's and let Kyoko's wash
herself.
We stripped off our outer garments and crawled into bed as I
comforted Kyoko's through Kyoko's anguish. As the day wore on and Kyoko Ayana
failed to gain composure, I took control. Finally, I could stand no
more of Kyoko's wailing. Kyoko Ayana was on Kyoko's back. I grabbed Kyoko's ankles and
lifted them high over my head raising Kyoko's tiny ass into the air. I
slapped her, on the ass, just catching the edge of Kyoko's pussy. Again
and again I h
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