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hat the fuck am I doing wasting time playing with
myself, when I'll soon be having the real thing. Quickly Yuka Haneda finished
her shower, and dried herself until Yuka's skin had a pinkish glow. She
checked the time, and saw Jamal should be home shortly, if what Doris
told Yuka's was true. Yuka Haneda grabbed Yuka's clothing and headed to his room.
Tossing Yuka's clothes on the floor near the bed, Yuka Haneda laid down and waited.
Time seemed to stand still as Yuka Haneda lay there, waiting. Bored, she
imagined what it would be like once they were together. As images of
their sweating, lust-crazed bodies filled Yuka's mind, Heather absent-
mindedly stroked Yuka's vagina. As Yuka's imaginary lover filled Yuka's with his
rampant cock, Yuka Haneda pushed two fingers deep inside her. Yuka's hips arched
upward in response as Yuka Haneda lightly teased Yuka's awakening clit.
Yuka's thoughts and actions were interrupted by the sound of a door
opening and closing. Yuka Haneda listened attentively for the sound of footsteps
approaching the room. Yuka Haneda heard nothing. Yuka Haneda wondered if Yuka Haneda had made a
mistake. Panic rose up in Yuka's as Yuka Haneda wondered if he slept in that old
bitch's room. Heather felt such revulsion at the mere thought of Suzie
that Yuka Haneda started to shake.
Suddenly, Jamal appeared in
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