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s abdomen as Yuka Unknown straddled him. Yuka's hips strained against him in
a slow, involuntary rhythm of their own. Yuka Unknown looked down at him, and slid
down his body to kiss him again.
He felt Yuka's crotch come to rest against his erection, and felt Yuka's
rubbing against the rough cloth that restrained it. His hands travelled down
her back to knead Yuka's buttocks. Their mouths were locked together, sharing
their rapid, hoarse breathing. He brushed his fingertips down into Yuka's wet
cleft, probing gently into Yuka's opening. Yuka Unknown rubbed against him hard and he
slid a finger into Yuka's easily.
"More," Yuka Unknown said into his mouth.
He moved in and out slowly, then added a second finger. Yuka Unknown almost
winced, but started to get into his slow rhythm, rocking Yuka's hips against him,
matching him stroke for stroke.
The rhythm started to increase, and when he slid three fingers into
her, Yuka Unknown bit his earlobe and dug Yuka's nails into his shoulders. Before Yuka Unknown
reached a point where the rhythm led inevitably onward, he rolled Yuka's over on
her back to give hi
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