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reason Aki could not fathom, the urge, the craving, was just there and
undeniable. She'd squirmed and fidgeted during the main course, the
sorbet, the deserts and coffees. She'd fairly trembled with the urge
walking to and then past his old apartment and she'd been unable to sit
still during the short ferry ride across the Hudson. The heat and
solidity of his pulsing cockhead was exactly what she'd salivated for
She didn't want him to cum -- not yet -- and Aki knew him so well
she was able to keep him just...below...the threshold for the fifteen
minutes it took to drive to their home.
But when the car was in the driveway, the lights and engine off,
the gear in PARK, Connie turned Aki head sideways in his lap and
murmured, "Come on, honey -- gimme gimme gimme GIMME!" Aki jammed her
...(cont.)
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