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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Misuzu Kondo :
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isappoint him. "Ok lover,
you got it!"
Cherri punched a couple of buttons on the remote control
that made the Auto-Chef start humming. Moments latter a large
tray overflowing with different types of delicious pastries
and large glasses of light cream slid onto the tray in front
of Misuzu's . Misuzu Kondo picked up a pastry in each hand and began to eat.
Misuzu Kondo ate quickly and efficiently, not quite gobbling the
delicious pastries. After stuffing several pastries into
herself Misuzu Kondo drank two glasses of the light cream, enjoying
the smooth, rich flavor. Then it was more pastries, followed
by more cream. On and on Misuzu Kondo ate until the tray was empty.
Misuzu Kondo burped contentedly, then rubbed Misuzu's swelling belly.
"Ummhh, that was delicious. I think I'll do that again!"
Another platter appeared in front of Misuzu's , this one even
larger then the last. Brian watched in amazement as his wife
demolished that pile also, and then another after that! Her
belly was already remarkably rounder then he could believe,
and Misuzu Kondo was just getting warmed up! He also noted joyfully
that Misuzu's breasts were already swelling slightly. Misuzu's small
breas
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