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| sexual fantasy story of Chisato Morishita : |
| I rise from the bed and pour myself some wine. You start the shower just as you hear me start a tape of Irish ballads. Of course, the moment I hear the shower start, I head to my small suitcase. I reach in and pull out my white leather corset. It cups my tits tightly making them stand out quite firmly. The cups are soft white calfskin, and the part that covers my midriff is thick white leather with longs rows of sharp pointed studs. I hook it neatly in the back, then begi |