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certain you will pass out, but you don't.
Yui Ichikawa finally pulls away from you. You are satisfied
sexually like you have never been before, except for one
thing, you still feel the need for a firm, hard cock inside
you. You feel someone straddling your chest now and your
lips feel the moisture of something over them. Someone
orders you to lick and telling you to bring your mistress
off or be whipped. Your tongue moves out of your mouth
slowly, timidly to the pussy above you and begins to lick at
it in the same fashion Yui Ichikawa had licked at yours. Within a
few moments Yui Ichikawa shakes and jerks over you and you feel her
juices flow into your opened mouth. Your tongue trying to
lick up all the juices.
You are left to rest now.
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continued - part 3
It is New Orleans, in a large, beautiful room near the water.
Gossamer curtains hang over the tall French windows, and the warm, soft
breeze from the river floats them into the air. It is near dark. The
flickering flames of seven vanilla candles struggle against the impending
darkness; their light, earthy scent is like a caress.
There is a huge canopied four-poster bed in the room. White cotton
sheets envelop the mattress; the white down comforter has been pushed onto
the floor. A handsome man, nude and tanned, is bound to the posts at t
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