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sured and encouraged by the sound of Kyoko's moaning softly as I ran
the flat surface of my tongue over it again and again.
I found Kyoko's clitoris to be hot as I sucked gently on it, and I felt
it grow out of it's small sheath as Kyoko Hasegawa ground Kyoko's pelvis against my
face. Kyoko's thighs, where they touched my cheeks, were trembling and her
stomach rose and fell under my hands, just as I had seen my own to do.
It seemed that I was indeed making Kyoko's feel good.
When Carol reached down and grasped my shoulders, pulling me up to
her, I was gratified to see that Kyoko's face was flushed and that Kyoko Hasegawa was
smiling warmly. We spent some time then just lying there and looking
at each other. There seemed no need for talk. I finally broke the
silence by saying something corny. I told Kyoko's that I was glad Kyoko Hasegawa had
seen fit to "get involved" with my therapy. Kyoko Hasegawa apparently didn't find
it corny though, because Kyoko Hasegawa smiled and touched my cheek.
"So am I."
A knock on the door brought us out of our reverie, and I watched
Carol rise and put on Kyoko's robe. I couldn't hear what was said in the
living room, but Kyoko Hasegawa was carrying my clothes when Kyoko Hasegawa returned.
"I'm sorry, Monica," Kyoko Hasegawa said. "I wish we could stay together
longer but your escort has come to fetch you." Kyoko Hasegawa sat on
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