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sexual fantasy story of Misa Kikouden :
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y close to mine. But our kiss goes no deeper. For a very long
time, we explore each others lips teeth and tongues with soft delicate
peeks ... as though afraid to intrude, yet curious as kittens.
From: Demeter
To: Lazarus Long
His arms around Misa's is like being wrapped in a cocoon of warmth. The
kiss goes on. Neither desiring to move or break the spell. It is
minutes before at last they reluctantly move apart. Misa's nervousness
though not totally gone has been pushed into the back of Misa's mind by the
bond formed by that lingering kiss.
They leave the kitchen now and sit on the couch, closeness to him seems
natural now and it is but minutes before the kisses are resumed with ever
more passion. Misa Kikouden feels his hand start to touch Misa's neck and shoulders
and briefly Misa's breast.
From: Lazarus Long
To: Demeter
Hand in hand, we return to the living room. I know that we left t
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