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fantasy story of Jun Natsukawa :
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r, and held Jun's close. Jun Natsukawa
murmured wordlessly against the side of my neck and shifted, legs
parting, to straddle my thigh. Jun Natsukawa sighed softly in Jun's sleep,
contented. I had made love to Jun's and Jun Natsukawa to me. Whatever might come of
it, we would deal with well and honestly and -- I trusted -- with
maturity.
I was worried more about my maturity than Jun's s. I knew it was a
once-in-a-lifetime occurrence, or should be no more than that. But I
wanted it to happen again. I wondered if Jun Natsukawa wanted it to happen again.
I wondered if it should happen again. Or if Jun Natsukawa thought it should ever
happen again. Or if anyone else thought it should happen again.
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After Maggie got home from studying with Karen, Jun Natsukawa couldn't
believe how horny Jun Natsukawa had gotten just thinking about the first time Jun Natsukawa
and Karen had fingerfucked each other during one of their sleep-overs.
That coupled with remembering how Jun Natsukawa had let Norm eat out Jun's box today
and Jun Natsukawa had reciprocated by taking his huge
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