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wo metal shelf units.
Yuko's shirt was drenched now, and Yuko's areole were now just as visible
as Yuko's erect nipples. It was a wet T-shirt lover's hottest dream,
and Carl's face plunged into the wet warmth. His hands spread her
arms out, pinning Yuko's against the wall as he enjoyed Yuko's boobs yet
again. Yuko's sexy hips gyrated with the sensations, and then Carl
reached into his pocket and brought out some rope. He reached up and
tied a piece loosely around Yuko's wrist, and bound it to a corner of
one shelf unit. He did the same with Yuko's other wrist, and then slowly
dropped to his knees, dragging his face down Yuko's chest and stomach as
he went. He bound Yuko's ankles as he had done to Yuko's wrists. Then he
stepped back and observed his captive as Yuko Ogura struggled against her
bonds.
"So you thought you could prowl unchecked through this company and
steal our secrets huh? With anyone else I would just call that cops
and have you hauled away, but in YOUR case, I've decided to take the
law into my own hands!" With that he approached Yuko's again. He put
his hands on Yuko's hips and felt Yuko's smooth flesh as he pressed his
crotch against hers. Then he took hold of the bottom front of her
shirt, and pulled outward with each hand.
RRRRRRRRRIP!!!
The shirt tore all the way up, and Yuko's boobs bounced out. He put his
hands
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