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breath, let it out slowly. "But, on the other hand -- "
"Ahem. The fact that by restraining myself in that one small -- "
"-- minor way I can be more loving with you makes it even more
"But you do miss those times."
"Sometimes. That letter could have been a description of some of
them. Making love, sixty-nining, with a beautiful woman while having my
lover slide deep into my ass..." Rie's nipples hardened.
"Well, we could always give it another try," he kidded.
That had been dreadful. She'd had three gin-and-tonics to relax,
greased up both of them copiously and tried backing onto him. She'd done
everything Rie Komiya could to hide how much it was hurting, but he'd spotted
her shivering in pain -- he couldn't see Rie's face -- and pulled Rie's off
him. All she'd been able to work into Rie's tortured ass was the glans.
Just the memory of that knob popping out of Rie's ass was enough to make
"Besides, I hardly ever even think about women anymore," Rie Komiya said.
"I'm just so happy and contented with you."
"Hardly ever until about two months ago," he reminded her.
Connie taught two ballet classes on weeknights in another, nearby
bedroom suburb. Both were for novices. One class was youngsters trying
to learn th
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