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sed). I felt much fuller than I
ever had with anything else that had been in there. Packed, in fact.
Not stretched the way a dildo would have done, just full. My breathing
and heart rate began to increase. I guess that technically it was a
water-filled dildo?
Meanwhile, I could feel him putting on my nipple cages. That
feeling really is exquisite.
Then he entered me. I could feel his hands on my hips, steadying
me. He was standing on the futon between my legs. I felt a slow
stroking motion--I think it was me swinging back and forth rather than
him thrusting. Maybe both. I really felt I was floating above the bed,
though. Floating and full. (Will Kumiko Hayano resist the temptation, you ask
yourself.) I think not:
Floating, full, and f****d. Heh heh.
Is that the first time I've used the F word? Shame on me. It'll
probably be censored. If you're logging on in California, it may have
been censored on its way through the midwest. They have filters in the
phone lines in certain counties.
I won't bore you with the rest. I had a few orgasms and lost all
sense of orientation in the proce
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