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hole over the fleshy lips.
Karen began a rhythmic pressure against the hood of Yuka's clit
with a single fingertip. Fully engorged, it poked from beneath
the hood. Yuka Haneda directed the concentration and flow of Yuka's
developing sexual energy, bringing it to a shuddering orgasm and
an instant of transcendence.
Karen withdrew the egg from a pouch in Yuka's backpack. Eugene
Fizzlebot couldn't explain why it radiated warmth. As for the
pleasure of contact with it, Fizzlebot mumbled something about
piezoelectricity, but didn't even seem very convinced about it
himself.
Yuka Haneda stood and assumed the practice stance; Yuka's feet
shoulders' width apart and firmly grounded, ankles and knees bent,
groin folded, spine and neck in alignment.
Yuka Haneda splayed Yuka's succulent lips with the fingers of one hand
and eased the egg into Yuka's vagina, wider end first. By isolating
and contracting Yuka's external vaginal orifice tightly, Yuka Haneda grasped
the egg and relished the pleasant feelings from the it before
beginning to move it with Yuka's internal musculature.
The movement up and down Yuka's vagina was, as always, the
easiest. Karen cle
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