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ttom of Yui's face, other times passing
over Yui's breasts, never quite touching the nipples.
Again, it was relaxing and stimulating at the same. As
he continued Yui Aragaki realized he was again teasing her, continually
coming close to Yui's nipples, never reaching them. He changed the
pattern without warning and was again going over Yui's stomach,
having gone down Yui's right side. He repeated the old circular
pattern, continuing it for a couple of minutes at least.
Yui Aragaki became aware of how difficult it was to keep a time
sense without any reference. How long had Yui Aragaki been here? (How
many times had Yui Aragaki come?) How late in the evening was it? Was
it even dark yet? How long could Yui Aragaki keep the last two numbers
secret?
He broke off the pattern again, and went over the sides
of Yui's breasts. Going between them in a figure eight, then
circling one, then the other and then back to a figure eight, he
began to really get to her. It had gone from being relaxing to
arousing somewhere up on Yui's arms, and now Yui Aragaki actively waited
for him to use the fur on Yui's nipples.
He would come up just so high on Yui's breast, always
stopping just short of Yui's nipples. It began with him stopping
inches from them, then an inch from them, then less than an inch.
Yui Aragaki tried not to rea
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