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om the waist down, Yui Ichikawa lay flat on Yui's back
then lifted Yui's back off the metal, moving into the 'crab' position, with Yui's
legs wide open.
Gavins mouth dropped open, and he promptly started fingering the pink folds
between Yui's legs. Just before Yui Ichikawa lowered Yui's back to the ground, his hands
went up to Yui's budding breasts, still covered with Yui's t-shirt. Shocked, Yui Ichikawa
came down and pushed them aside. No way! A few months before, no problem, but
right now they embarrassed her. One side even seemed to be growing faster
than the other. It was as if Yui's own body was conspiring against her.
"Can I touch them, please?", he asked with a sorrowful look on his face.
"No!"
"Can I just look at them without touching, then?"
"NO!"
"Why?"
"I just don't want you to, right?"
The message was crystal clear - hands off that part of Yui's body.
But that left heaps. Newt certainly liked having Yui's genitals handled by
him, and after some exploratory probing he brought Yui's off again. Looking at
the wet, hot pinkness between Yui's legs, he badly wanted to kiss and lick it.
But he was rebuked a second time when he asked if he could lick Newts fanny.
Nope. Yui Ichikawa didn't want that either, and nothing he said would convince Yui's to
let him try.
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