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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Kanako Ishikawa :
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Kanako's trembling fingers would pull the long
skirts higher and higher till at last Kanako Ishikawa would be lying there naked and
exposed below Kanako's waist. Thighs far apart, Kanako's little hands would slide
between the smooth surfaces to pull the softly damp tissues open and slip Kanako's
fingers inside. There Kanako Ishikawa would stroke, or rub, or pull, or prod the exciting
things between the labia. As Dotty's fingers flew skillfully along Kanako's
slippery wet crack, Kanako's troubles seemed to vanish and Kanako Ishikawa filled Kanako's mind
with fantasies of all the places Kanako Ishikawa would go when Kanako Ishikawa got out of school and
left the farm.
While Kanako Ishikawa was thus occupied, Mopsy would lie down between Kanako's bare feet
and split his time between licking his balls and cock, and watching Dotty's
open cunt as he thought about what he would do to little Dotty... if he were a
man and had half a chance.
After a few moments of play, Dotty's finger
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