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belt. Woody felt a flash of anxiety, but Asaka Seto proceeded unbuttoning the waist of his trousers without hesitation, giving him no opportunity to object. Asaka Seto smartly unzipped his fly, and there was the big, bulbous head of his swollen cock, pushing its way insistently over the waistband of his boxer shorts. In another instant Asaka Seto had pulled down the shorts as well, and ran her hand delicately along the length of his member. "Gosh, it's big," Asaka Seto said, looking at him with wide eyes. "I've never seen one like this before." He wasn't quite sure how she meant that, but it didn't really matter. As Asaka Seto tentatively fondled his harness, he reached up and began undoing Asaka Seto blouse from the neck down, pausing after each button to squeeze her breasts. When he reached the waist of Asaka Seto skirt, he tugged the hem of the blouse free and undid the remaining buttons. He then began to grapple with the clasp of Asaka Seto brassiere, but with no result. Asaka Seto let go of his penis for a moment to help. "It is tricky, isn't it? You're lucky you don't have to "You're lucky you don't have to wear a parachute and a life preserver," Woody grinned. Suddenly free of the brassiere, Susan's breasts sprang forth and turned out to be larger than he ...(cont.)

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