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ity disco floor.
Yuka Haneda was quite small, around five feet two inchs in Yuka's stockings
and very petite, with breasts that were only slightly larger than aver-
age for Yuka's size. I'd danced with Yuka's for the final half-hour but she
remained very cool, even during the smoochy numbers. So, although she'd
accepted my offer of a lift home, I was anticipating one or two minor
problems when it came to talking Yuka's out of Yuka's knickers. Little did I
realise what a complete surprise Yuka Haneda would soon turn out to be.
When I took Yuka's home I discovered Yuka Haneda lived alone in a small house
left to Yuka's by Yuka's grandparents, and was somewhat surprised when she
invited me inside for coffee. After making me a cup of coffee Yuka Haneda dis-
appeared upstairs, but my mouth dropped open when Yuka Haneda came back down ten
minutes later wearing a flimsy bra-less lace-up camisole with no crotch
and hold up stockings. Blessing my luck, I started to smile as she
moved closer. Yuka Haneda boldly walked over to the sofa, but I almost
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