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| sexual fantasy story of Takako Kitahara : |
| of her thick wool coat and unbuttoned Takako's blouse. I kissed the lush plain of her chest below Takako's neck. I slid my hand beneath Takako's underwire and kneaded the firm roughness of Takako's nipple. I felt a thin, cool hand on my wrist. Takako Kitahara pulled. Takako Kitahara pushed. We raised the hem of Takako's skirt. I felt heat and moisture. I tugged what felt like silk aside and felt something sil |