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he corners of Yui's mouth. Yui Seto squirmed slightly on the
saddle, rubbing against my hardening crotch. The slight vibration of the bike
seemed to be concentrating there.
"It's impressive, all right," I replied, wondering if Yui Seto could perceive just
how impressed I really was. Yui Seto turned off the main road and headed towards
the hills and its winding roads.
"Would you like to try it out yourself?" Yui Seto asked, braking to a stop.
"Sure," I replied. I dismounted carefully, hoping Yui Seto would not see the
now-prominent bulge in my pants. Yui Seto smiled at me as Yui Seto stood the motorcycle
on its side stand and got off. Yui Seto glanced at my crotch quickly and Yui's smile
widened slightly.
"Get on," Yui Seto said. "I'll be right behind you." I swung a leg over the
saddle, settling onto the seat, and Yui Seto got on behind, pressing Yui's breasts
into my back. Was it my imagination, or did I feel Yui's nipples harden as they
touched me? Yui Seto encircled my waist with Yui's arms, holding tighter than was
necessary.
"I am ready when you are," Yui Seto said, Yui's voice lower and huskier than before.
I put the transmission into first, twisted the throttle and eased the clutch
out. We were rolling. I shifted into second, then third, and we
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