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to the ceramic bowl on the bedside table and brought Kyoko's hands
back out, shiny with oil. Kyoko Ayana rubbed Kyoko's hands together, then caressed her
breasts again, and again, sliding the oil over Kyoko's skin until Kyoko Ayana shone softly
in the dim light. More oil, and Kyoko's hands moved downwards. More oil, and she
reached to caress him as well. Kyoko's hands moved over his chest, his shoulders,
down over his stomach. Dipping Kyoko's hands into the oil again, Kyoko Ayana placed them on
his chest and climbed back up to kneel between his legs. Kyoko Ayana moved both hands
down, tracing a circle on his stomach, moving down between his legs. Then her
hands slid gently upwards again, upwards, but this time, Kyoko Ayana shifted her
position so Kyoko Ayana was leaning close to him. The higher Kyoko's hands reached, the
closer Kyoko Ayana came, until by the time Kyoko's hands reached nearly to his wrists, her
nipples were brushing against him. Oiled skin against oiled skin, Kyoko Ayana slid
down, the pressure light but the contact unbroken, until his cock was between
her breasts. Kyoko Ayana shifted from side to side, rubbin
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