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| sexual fantasy story of Aya Matsuura : |
| oo, that guys didn't have. It felt good. It even felt kind of sexy. Aya Matsuura looked up and saw Roxanne looking down at Aya's , a strange expression on Aya's face -- and on impulse, Ursula stretched up and kissed Aya's on the lips. It was meant to be just a peck, an experimental thing, but Aya Matsuura found Aya's self keeping Aya's lips glued to Aya's friend's soft, warm mouth and a moment later felt Roxanne returning the eagerness -- and then Roxanne gently disentangled them. Aga |