She wasn’t bashful like a maiden. Like I was.She picked up the sleeping mask and drew the black cloth over her face, the edges lined with a dark-red...lace. She adjusted the straps behind her head. She couldn’t see anything now. She licked her lips, her breath quickening.Kimiko’s asshole squeezed down on my fingers. “Look at her pussy, onee-chan. She’s so wet.”My eyes flicked down to our mother’s bush. Juices sparkled on her silky strands. I wanted to lick her. To eat her. I wanted to devour her.. Just a single espresso, Jean, please, and no lemon zest.’ Cleantha said, ‘I’m in, Monsieur Jean. And a cup of green tea, please.’ Elaine Burgett said, ‘What the dilly-o, it’s Tuesday, and I can always have a salad for dinner. Just the soufflé, please.’ Turning to her friends, she went on, ‘Let Peter cook dinner, it’s good for him.’ Cleantha said, ‘And you’ll give him dessert?’ ‘If he behaves himself.’ ‘And if he doesn’t? Behave himself, I mean?’ ‘Then he’ll have to take his chances.’ Nadine. More

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