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fantasy story of Yuka Kosaka :
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ntact with Yuka's
clitoris. Walking was an ...... interesting experience.
From the top of the suit at the juncture of Yuka's straited
breasts, a short strap reached up to the bottom of a high, padded
collar. The only part of the thing Yuka Kosaka didn't understand was the
single chrome buckle attached to the front of the garment directly
over Yuka's belly button. Doubtless Yuka Kosaka would soon find out, Yuka Kosaka told
Yuka's self with a tiny smile.
"It's.......beautiful," Yuka Kosaka said in a somewhat subdued voice.
"We can go out and hang around with the punkers," he said,
getting up off the couch where he'd watched Yuka's watching Yuka's self. Yuka Kosaka
cast him a quick over the shoulder don't-hold-your-breath smile. He
gave Yuka's a somewhat more predatory look, walked up behind Yuka's , and
looked at Yuka's reflecion from over Yuka's shoulder. It was obvious to
both of them that Yuka Kosaka was becoming sexually aroused.
"Turn around," he breathed into Yuka's ear. Yuka Kosaka did. He was very
close, and
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