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sexual fantasy story of Sayaka Hijiri :
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o tears.
ROH, GOD, YOUURE DRIVING ME-HEHEHEHEHE!-C-C-CRAZYY!!!S Sayaka Hijiri screamed through
her hysterical laughter. Lynn shot back, ROh, have you had enough? IUll stop,
if
youUre going to be too much of a sissy!S CynthiaUs pride got the better of Sayaka's
though; Sayaka Hijiri had survived for 75 minutes; 45 more and Sayaka Hijiri would be free. Sayaka's
tortured reply was, RNO-POUR IT ON! NO TRAMP WITH A TICKLE FETISH IS
GOING TO BREAK ME!S
RVery well,S replied Lynn. RNow that your feet are filthy with ink, itUs time
to clean
them off!S With that, Lynn produced a bucket of soapy water and a small
toothbrush. CynthiaUs eyes opened wide, as Lynn dipped the small brush in the
water, then begin to slowly scrub Sayaka's left heel in torturous, circular motions.
CynthiaUs long legs began to quiver; Sayaka's breasts began to bounce up and down. o7 3
The endless stimulation of the thousands of tiny bristles on Sayaka's feet were too
much to bear. Cynthia exploded in an anguished scream of fo
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