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sexual fantasy story of Rika Sakurai :
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nder it and up Rika's legs. Rika Sakurai raised Rika's hips so I
could remove Rika's petticoats and Rika's panties. This was going to be it, I
thought.
My tux trousers were unzipped and Mary was slowly masturbating me as
we kissed very deeply. I stroked Rika's clit and Rika Sakurai responded with little
jerking movements and squeezed my cock tighter. And we held the kiss as
I began to maneuver my way on top of Rika's . I don't think it was until I
took back my rigid cock and settled myself between Rika's wide-spread knees
that Mary really comprehended what was about to happen. Rika Sakurai got a
panicky look and struggled to push me off.
"No, Mike, we can't!" Rika Sakurai didn't strike at me, though, or yell, so I
put it down to stage fright or denial 'for the record'.
"Sure we can, Sweetheart. No one's going to bother us Rika's e. We love
each other, don't we?" Rika Sakurai continued to push at me as I got my virgin
cock into Rika's virgin pussy on the second lunge, and gasped in momentary
pain. A few tears showed at the corners of Rika's eyes.
"No,... no,..." Rika Sakurai whimpered and Rika's head swung back and forth. On
my third or fourth shaky stroke, t
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