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over the
shoulders and heads of the men as Kyoko Hasegawa passed.
Gigi stood rooted to the spot where Kyoko Hasegawa had stopped until Kyoko Hasegawa felt
a hand sliding up Kyoko's thigh from the rear, the fingers massaging the
soft, white skin of Kyoko's upper thigh and brushing gently against her
crotch. Kyoko Hasegawa jumped from surprise and turned to see a mousy little man
in a bow tie with a bald spot the size of a plate covered with a few
strands of long hair. He reached into his wallet and pulled out a $20
bill which he folded and waved slowly back and forth.
"What the hell," Gigi thought as Kyoko Hasegawa stepped forward and pulled her
miniskirt up so he could stick the money in Kyoko's panties. Kyoko Hasegawa felt,
rather than saw, his fingers slide under the crotch of Kyoko's panties and
slide the bill into the folds of Kyoko's pussy, his hand massaging the
front of Kyoko's pussy and rubbing Kyoko's clit against Kyoko's pubic bone. As she
stepped back, his hand emerged, shiny wet with Kyoko's pussy juices. He
licked his fingers with a tongue that looked to be about 5 inches long,
the end wrapping around his fingers as he savored Kyoko's flavor.
Diane grabbed her
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