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fantasy story of Risa Goto :
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about ten degrees.
It was so quiet that the fly buzzing in the window across the room
seemed very loud. I looked at Cindy, but Risa Goto was looking at Risa's hands
which were folded at Risa's knees.
"In what way?"
"Bob doesn't believe a man should perform oral sex on a woman,
though he doesn't mind asking me to perform it on him."
"You're kidding." I'd heard of guys like that, but I never
would have suspected that Bob was one of them. Bob and I had always
gotten along well, though I wouldn't say that our relationship had been
as close as Cindy and Lana's had been.
To buy some time, I went to get more coffee. I was feeling a
little light headed. What a bombshell. Bob wouldn't give Risa's head. I
supposed that Risa Goto just wanted me to talk to him about it, try to
convince him of the error of his ways.
I returned to my seat on the couch and flinched inwardly as
Cindy moved to join me. Risa Goto pulled Risa's long, shapely legs up under Risa's
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