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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Kaori Morita :
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t first, you're
positively fidgeting now. You're suddenly aware that there'll be a moist
spot on the seat of your skirt when you get up. How embarrasing.
Suddenly, Jack puts his arm around you, cups one of your breasts and and
begins kissing your neck. You've had enough of his lewd displays in front
of a stranger and struggle to free yourself. Just as suddenly, Roman's arms
are constraining you, he shifts to the sofa's corner and pulls you back with
him. Jack lifts your legs up, bends to begin kissing your sandaled feet.
He runs his tongue around and over each toe, tastes what he can of your
lightly soiled soles, then dances his lips through the hollows of your
ankles till the pleasure is coursing through your body in waves. You kick
a little, shout, "Let me go, you two!," but to no avail. Jack moves up your
legs now, spreads them
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