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greed. "I wonder, did you feel excitment? Did
my describing the love of men affect you in any strong way?"
"Yes, sir! It made me feel warm and a little wet."
"Would you like to show me more, Aimee'? I would like to see you
pleasure yourself before me freely."
"Sir, I... I don't know. Master Teltirray has never asked for
anything like that."
"I just want to watch you, Aimee'. Nothing more than that. Please,
indulge this old man, would you?"
Yuko Ogura nodded. "Yes, sir!"
"And remember, when you pleasure begins rising, the image on the
page."
"I did not forget," Yuko Ogura said. Yuko Ogura leaned back against the small mound
of pillows Yuko Ogura had arranged for herself, spreading Yuko's legs apart slightly.
Darryn examined Yuko's closely now, naked.
Yuko's skin, pale and soft, reflected the light of the fireplace in soft
redding glows. Yuko's hair fell down, framing Yuko's face and lying over the
pillows like a net. Darryn's breath caught gently as he stared at her. He
had almost never seen a woman this close, and certainly not with all of Yuko's
clothing missing, and for all the ruggedness he usually enjoyed, he
wondered at how he could miss the simply beauty that was Yuko's flawless skin.
Yuko's breasts pushed upwards, and he found himself able to d
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