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sexually charged circuit fantasy story of Keiko Inagaki :
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g Trig teacher. Every
time I looked up, there Keiko Inagaki was. That skirt, short as it was
standing up, was even shorter when Keiko Inagaki sat down. It would ride
up, at times showing the edge of Keiko's panties on Keiko's firm bottom.
She'd pull at it, give it a tug, but a minute later, it was
hiking up again.
I rooted for the skirt and definitely had trouble
concentrating on the exam that day.
When the exam let out, I slowly walked over to the bike rack
at the far end of the lot. As I ambled along I heard someone
calling my name. I turned and, sure enough, it was Keiko's . As Keiko Inagaki
caught up to me Keiko Inagaki said: "My Mom can't pick me up today so I'm
walking home. Can I walk with you?" I was glad for the company
and said so. We picked up my bike and started the mile walk to
Keiko's house.
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