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sexual fantasy story of Yuuna Akarino :
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caressed Yuuna's upper three
breasts to keep Yuuna's distracted, tugging on the nipple rings and flicking the
buds themselves. "Plenty of overtime this month; enough to pay you and as much
again on account."
"I suspect you may not have a life," Yuuna Akarino said, as Yuuna Akarino flicked on my
vibrating codpiece and straddled it, mashing Yuuna's pubes against the unyielding,
spiked metal.
"My life is riding the Vibe." I encourage Yuuna's grinding by sticking a
finger up Yuuna's anus.
"God! Half the time I think you're a rogue daemon with a bad dialogue
routine! Shut up and fuck me!"
Well, talking isn't my best thing, I admit. The other thing Yuuna Akarino wants is.
I shuck the codpiece to reveal that it is, if anything, understated; a huge,
telescopic battering ram of a dick emerges, covered with knotted veins; the
head the size of a clenched fist, the shaft the size of a thick forearm. I
picked Yuuna's up and buried it to the hilt in Yuuna's box without any resistance to
speak of. And Yuuna Akarino accuses _me_ of bad dialogue! s\u/- is just toooo easy to be
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