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to its present
iron-hard erection, its length uncoiling and twisting until it pointed
straight up his belly, its tip above his navel. "Enough talk! Let's
see if you learned anything," Nana Horiuchi said as Nana Horiuchi reached down and pulled
his hands, bringing him to a standing position. Quickly Nana's turned to
the stereo and found WPCH, its soft music filling the room. Taking her
hands, he pulled Nana's to him and began to slowly dance, their bodies
touching only on the hands, arms, and the end of his cock which rubbed
on Nana's stomach right below Nana's breasts.
Nana Horiuchi stepped toward him and put Nana's arms around his neck, his
bulging erection feeling like a muscular tube between them. As she
tilted Nana's head for a kiss, Nana Horiuchi felt his hands rubbing the still-wet
skin of Nana's back, massaging the sleek muscles under Nana's tan. His
tongue flicked out to dance across Nana's lips and Nana Horiuchi opened Nana's mouth
and swallowed its length, feeling the slick un
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