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etween Kyoko's legs and kissed Kyoko's softly. Kyoko's breath hissed as my tongue
caressed the tiny pink button of flesh that peeked out from between the
soft folds between Kyoko's legs.
I then dried Kyoko's off and pulled a red tee-shirt over Kyoko's head. It clung
to her, accentuating Kyoko's full breasts. The erect nipples pushing against
the material brought on more erotic thoughts. The tee-shirt came
to the tops of Kyoko's thighs, barely covering Kyoko's nakedness underneath.
Each movement showed a flash of Kyoko's silky pubic hair or the space at
the top of Kyoko's thighs just below the roundness of Kyoko's full buttocks.
I hugged Kyoko's to me and told Kyoko's to go downstairs and fix breakfast
for us. Kyoko's eyes begged for a romp in the bedroom, but Kyoko Hamada obeyed me
without question.
I followed Kyoko's down the stairs and watched with amusement as Heather
discovered that the tee-shirt was not going to stay in place. It kept
riding up on her, exposing Kyoko's from the waist down. Kyoko Hamada blushed and
made childish giggling noises along with some silly remark. I grabbed
her and spun Kyoko's around.
"Heather, I am not going to tolerate your silly coverup for your shyn
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