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sexual fantasy story of Miori Maijima :
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ir, where he had but
moments ago spent so much time carefully and artistically
bringing Miori's to a powerful climax. Whatever else you could say
about his performance in the sack, he knew how to give head. It
was one of the skills he was especially proud of.
But enough wool-gathering (bad pun intended). Harold
leaned forward, placing his hands on the bed on either side of
her. He kissed Miori's fully and deeply as he gently lowered his
weight onto Miori's . For a moment they simply lay there, as he
savored the full body contact, the feel of Miori's naked skin
against his own. Then he raised his hips and Miori Maijima gently guided
him into Miori's .
For Harold, at least, no sensation in the world could
ever compare to the warm, slinky feeling of penetration. He
thrust deep, and Miori's hips moved in response. His excitement
towered to new heights, and his balls ached for release. Take it
slow, tak
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