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g another woman on the mouth
and my breast burned where it pressed against hers. I wondered
fleetingly if I were a lesbian, and realized that I didn't care! I
only wanted to be with Carol McGee. I remember clearly Rema's hand moving
down to my breast, Rema's tongue slipping between my lips, the taste of
her sweetness. But I remember only vaguely Rema's saying something about
the bed, and it seemed so natural that we should go there.
We stood and Rema Aoyagi held my hand gently as Rema Aoyagi led me across the short
distance to the bed. Carol turned me around and eased me back onto the
bed, following me there as I scooted into the center. Rema Aoyagi fit so
nicely between my thighs as I felt Rema's weight bear down on me. Her
mouth covered my own once again and our breasts nestled comfortably
together. Rema Aoyagi pressed Rema's soft mound against my crotch; I lifted my
knees and rested my calves across Rema's hips as if Rema Aoyagi were a man.
Then I opened my eyes for a moment and saw us in the giant mirror
on the ceiling! The scene was so erotic that I cannot describe my
feelings. There was Carol's beautiful back. My arms wrapped tightly
around Rema's and my legs clutched at Rema's hips; I close
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