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of Cannabis Sativa.
`XXXX, aren't you glad to see me?'
`Mnph.' Naomi's eyes lit up with joy on hearing this, and Naomi Akimoto grabbed
his right foot, tugging him around in his swivel chair. He managed
to keep his eyes on the screen and one hand on the keyboard as she
slowly pushed his legs apart and then moved in to kneel between his
knees. As Naomi Akimoto gently tugged at his fly with Naomi's teeth, Naomi Akimoto heard
the modem's faint screech as XXXX finally got through to YYYY. He
turned the chair back, and Naomi Akimoto shuffled awkwardly to follow him,
eventually taking up a position underneath his desk.
Naomi Akimoto undid the pentacle-shaped brass button of his jeans and tugged
them down, stroking the outline of his hip as Naomi Akimoto uncovered it. She
peeled his underpants down and he deigned to lift his behind long
enough for Naomi's to slide his pants down around his ankles. She
placed Naomi's hands around his waist and slowly shifted him forward,
until he was sitting on the edge of the chair. He hiccoughed twice,
and Naomi's heart swelled with admiration; most
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