Aika Miura

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Taking a deep breath, I turned and noisily made my Aika Miura gallery way back to the patio. I made sure to make a clamor as I moved and called for Jeannie when I reached the table. As if on cue, Aika Miura walked around the corner and sat down at the table across from me. Her face was flushed, but Aika Miura manner was as if she'd just been birdwatching. Pretty cool and collected, I thought. I was curious to see how my Aika Miura gallery uncle would react. I called to him that breakfast was ready, and saw Jeannie smile as he yelled to go ahead and start without him. I smiled too, knowing it would take a few minutes for his cock to go down. "Hey, this toast is ice cold!" Jeannie complained as Aika Miura tried to "Sorry" I answered. "I got waylaid on the way out here." Jeannie grinned at that. Aika Miura looked into my eyes and immediately knew that I'd seen her. It was impossible for us to hide anything from each other. We'd been friends too long for that. "What can I say?" Aika Miura said with a broad smile. "He's a cutie!" I didn't get a chance to reply because my Aika Miura gallery uncle chose that moment to walk around the corner. His smile was natural and his manner was calm, but I could still see the outline of his half-hard cock under his shorts as he moved. He sat next to me, across from ...(cont.)
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