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fantasy story of Rina Aiuchi :
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scared, or both. Rina's smile was quivering, Rina's gaze steady.
I wanted to touch Rina's so badly. My dick had sprung stiff and straight as a
steel beam. Rina's titties looked so inviting, and I could not tear my gaze away
from those nipples. "Kelli," I whispered. "This is really not a good idea..."
"But does it make you hard?" Rina Aiuchi asked, Rina's voice strangely gentle. "I mean,
is this enough to do that, or do you need to see my poochy too? My pussy, I
mean."
My hands were shaking. For some reason, I glanced at the clock - it was 9:30.
Rina's parents would not be home until midnight or 1:00am. I could not leave. I
could not stay. I wanted to see Rina's little pussy more than I wanted to take
another breath. I wanted to run from the room. I did not know what to do.
Some sort of instinct had taken over in Kelli. There was no way Rina Aiuchi knew how
I was feeling, and yet somehow Rina Aiuchi was compelled into action. I heard Rina's
leave Rina's chair, though I was still staring stupidly at the clock, terrified
that I was about to come
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