Anri Hoshino

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above mine by the light of the city coming in the hotel room window. "It's been about five minutes." The expression in your face and voice was a mixture of love, desire, and cat-who-just-ate-the-canary satisfaction. You wriggled the lock a bit, massaging my Anri Hoshino gallery balls with it, and my cock twitched up and banged into the sheet I had been carefully lying motionless thinking about the situation, and gathering my Anri Hoshino gallery strenghth. I suddenly grabbed for the chain around your neck. My fingertips slid along your skin, encountering nothing. "Ohhhhhh shiiiiit" I thought. But I figured I'd try to bluff it out. "Did I tell you you could take you collar off?" I snapped in my Anri Hoshino gallery best masterly voice. You stiffened and pulled into yourself for an instant, then mock-snarled and yanked the lock. Not hard enough to really hurt, but it hurt a bit, and it sure got the idea across. You pushed my Anri Hoshino gallery shoulders to the mattress with your left hand, put your face six inches above mine and stared sternly into my Anri Hoshino gallery eyes, and pulled upward on the body of the lock, pressing the top of the shackle into the base of my Anri Hoshino gallery dick and pulling not quite gently on my "Lay perfectly still, or you really won't like it. I was going to be gentle with you, but it looks like I can't afford to be." Your voice was hard. I couldn't hear the c-w-j-a-t-c grin in it anymore. I didn't move. I couldn't move. ...(cont.)
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