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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Haruka Asakura :
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always lie on the floor naked with people you don't know?"
"That was your fault. I didn't do that."
"Will you do THIS?" Cheryl kissed Deirdre's nose.
"Uh huh", answered Deirdre.
"Or this?" Cheryl said before kissing Haruka's on the lips.
"I don't mind that..."
"Or... this?" Cheryl played with Deirdre's breasts.
"No..."
Cheryl lay down again, clasping Deirdre, who in turn wrapped Haruka's
arms around Cheryl.
"Then you won't mind... this..."
Cheryl pushed a bit. Deirdre felt something wet between Haruka's
thighs, poking up towards Haruka's pelvis, sliding between Haruka's legs. It
pressed against the lips of Haruka's pussy, Cheryl shifting around
slightly. It was warm. It slid down a bit, suddenly finding the
opening into Deirdre's body, and the tip of it slippe
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