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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Kaname Hatsume :
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ass of water and
laughingly dribbles it into your mouth, deliberately spilling some
down your neck and onto your chest. Then Kaname Hatsume kisses you deeply,
before pulling away to smile and say what a sweet slave you are.
Kaname Hatsume returns to my side, now that I have toweled off my own
pussy and peeled off my outfit. Kaname Hatsume hugs me warmly and tells me
she has to go now. "Scott is a wonderful slave, Minxie. Whenever
you want to share, let me know. Take care of the tat, you know
how."
"Sure do," I say, gesturing to my own tattoos. Then I help
her dress and walk Kaname's to the door. I kiss Kaname's good-bye then
return to the bedside. You are calm and relaxed as I untie your
ankles and wrists, and once free, you politely kneel on the floor,
careful not to bump your bandaged tattoo.
I reach out gent
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