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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Emiko Kato :
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d and attempted to do something,
ANYTHING, to relieve the sexual pressure He was so expertly applying to Emiko's , on
her and driving Emiko's with, through an orgasmic array of pleasure/pain torments
like nothing Emiko Kato had ever experienced before....not even from Emiko's new Mistress,
Mistress Marla........
"What IS my name, my flying little slut....MY NAME?"
"uuuuuhhhhhhhhh.......Mmmmmm, mmmmmm, Mmmmmmmmassster PPPPPP, PPPPP
PPPPPPAAAAUUUULLLL, sssss, ssss, sssssiiiirrrrrr........"
Tightening slightly and qickening the stroke ever so slightly.....
"..........whose MASTER, am I, bitch?"
IIIIIIII, IIIIIII, I don't know, MMMAAASSSTTTERRRR......."
"shall we FIND OUT,.......RIGHT NOW......whose MASTER I AM? Hummmmmm?"
"NO!.....PLEASE!......NO!, NO!, NO!...PPPPLLLLEEEAAASSSEEE........
.......NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO........."
Tighter....faster........"no, WHAT, BITCH???"
"........mmmmmmaaaaasssstttttteeeeerrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!.....uuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh
...........uuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmm........." trailed off the answer as the
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