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uring words Yuko Ogura heard, dully, flowing
from his lips. Yuko Ogura had ceased Yuko's struggles more than a quarter hour
past yet they stood there still, his heart beating smoothly in Yuko's ear
and his breath weaving gently past Yuko's temple to Yuko's neck. Yuko Ogura shuddered
when Yuko Ogura felt him lower her, very softly, to the bed.
Kalimenos was aware, somehow, that things were not the same with this
woman as they always were with others when the game reached this stage:
she seemed, at the very least, resigned to Yuko's fate and was yielding
to him in a way that he found oddly pleasing. The flow of blood to
his penis was increasing and he felt its familiar weight swing away
from his body. He noticed that Nysa's eyes were closed, and wondered
if Yuko Ogura realized that he had taken off Yuko's remaining clothing before
putting Yuko's down here when they first arrived...no matter, their abscence
would only hasten the inevitable.
He closed his own eyes, for a moment, and remembered with considerable
pleasure the morning an insatiably curious woman had come looking for
him - the wond
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