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h were engorged with excitement. As Namie's fingers slipped
easily into and out of Namie's hole, Namie's other hand went to the opening in
Namie's blouse and slipped inside, Namie's finger tips touching and caressing
Namie's erect nipple.
As Namie Amuro thought about the dancer's firm breasts and hard, pink
nipples, Galactic Girl began to pinch Namie's own nipple, causing it to
protrude about an inch as the erect tissue swelled with pleasure. As
Namie's fingers pinched, the sharp pains radiated straight to Namie's crotch as
Namie Amuro shuddered through a massive, long orgasm, Namie's hips raising up from
the couch as the pleasure racked Namie's body. Namie Amuro felt the wetness
dripping from Namie's crotch to the couch as Namie Amuro continued to draw pleasure
from the movement of Namie's fingers on Namie's clit. Namie Amuro sighed as Namie Amuro waited
for the trip to end so that Namie Amuro could start Namie's mission of pleasure.
Namie Amuro got up from the couch and walked to the computer where Namie Amuro had
stored all the information Namie Amuro had collected on the previous trip.
Typing quickly, Namie Amuro asked the computer to design the sexiest clothing
imagined by most men. Turning to the closet at Namie's side, Namie Amuro extracted
the articles designed by the computer.
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