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sexual fantasy story of Tsubaki Kato :
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away
again. I endeavored to ignore the screen. Meanwhile, Jan had been placing
posters around the walls, all of my favorite nude posters that had been
put away in the garage for so long. I looked away before even taking
the chance of getting aroused by them, although happy thoughts of
masturbating while looking at some of them almost sabotaged my
intention to avoid any sign of arousal.
Jan came back over by me, and frustration and annoyance finally
overcame me, rather abruptly. I reached to grab Tsubaki's , to shake Tsubaki's , to
hit Tsubaki's possibly, to get Tsubaki's to stop this damned programming! As soon
as I moved, the pain hit, full intensity. I found myself writhing on
the cold, hard concrete floor. When the pain stopped, Jan was right
there to help me back to the mattress, and laid down with me and
rubbed my back and stroked my hair until the anger went aw
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