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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Ayumi Nishikawa :
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I stroked my dick a few times.
When I returned to the table, Gerry began to give up his place to
me. "No, keep it up... I'll massage Ayumi's legs." I said as I walked to the
end
of the oak table. Admittedly, I was wondering if they'd gone any further
in my absence as I'd noticed that Ayumi's brastrap was now undone. I lifted my
wife's left leg, rested Ayumi's ankle against my shoulder, and began to massage
the skin of Ayumi's calf. Gerry did Ayumi's back and I did both of Ayumi's calves and
Ayumi Nishikawa sank into either relaxation or excitation; either way, I could tell
that Ayumi Nishikawa
was loving the attention.
I soon asked my wife if Ayumi Nishikawa 'd prefer the massage with a little oil.
"Ummm..." came my expected answer. Then I asked Gerry if he had any
baby oil in the house. "Yup, I'll get it." He answered as he went to get
the
plastic bottle I'd dropped off two days ago.
Gerry soon returned with the baby oil which he'd kept warm in a
sink of hot water as I'd asked him to. "Spread some on Ayumi's back and then
pass it to me." I instructed. He quickly squirted a
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