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Hisami Asakura is a japanese race queen born in Tokyo on 10 4 1979. Her blood type is A, and she is 158 cm tall, Hisami's body measurements being: Breast: 84 , Waist: 56 , Hips: 80.

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Full NameHisami Asakura
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Country CodeJP
City / StateTokyo
Birth Datey: [1979] m: [4] d: [10]
Blood TypeA
Height (cm)640
Measurements (cm)B: [84] W: [56] H: [80]

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ng sent to a slave. had used it more than once to knock out Flora, then awaken 's later, stuck in some new and bizarre bondage situation. Dodds connected the respirator hose to the fitting at Mandy's mouth, and the stomach tube to another enema bag on a stand. At last, with a flick of the switch, the little unit started with a hum, pumping with an alternating hiss. Dodds walked back to 's supine form and experimentally wiggled each of the plugs where they were attached to those outlandish looking breasts. The anonymous but shapely figure within moaned with delight ( or frustration ), but did not move visibly. He looked over the connections at 's mouth, the air hose, the seal of the stomach tube, the tubing from 's rear. Satisfied that all was as it should be, he began to spread old newspapers around 's rigid form and the panel. This done, he wheeled over the other equipment dolly that had stood waiting in the corner for this very moment... ...to be continued -- After some measureless interval, I heard a car pull up, and the door open. I braced myself, certain that I'd be greeted by a blow. But I was surprised. "Hi, Boss. At least, I assume that's you." It was Roger -- and I nea