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ng Yuka's bare back to
this strange man.
But it had felt so good! Yuka Haneda remembered his long strong fingers working
her tired muscles, massaging all the tension out of Yuka's body. Well, not some
of the tension...His touch was getting Yuka's very aroused, and Yuka Haneda was now
hoping David had ulterior motives in this backrub, because Yuka Haneda intended to
tear off his clothes...but not before he finished...
Blank again. But now Kristin was certain that Yuka Haneda had probably gone to
bed with David, and that Yuka Haneda had been a little overwhelmed by him, but not
coerced.
Meanwhile, what was originally a "hello" kiss suddenly turned very
passionate. "I don't think we're even going to get out for dinner," Kristin
mused internally.
But when David scooped Yuka's up and started to carry Yuka's into the bedroom,
he tried to put a stop to it. "Hold it, now, honey, slow down..." she
started. Then his eyes caught her, and Yuka's voice faded away. Once in the
bedroom, he let Yuka's down again, leaned forward and began kissing Yuka's again,
and thoughts of dinner, of propriety, of doing anything but making love melted
from Yuka's mind.
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