Ayami Kudoh

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that Ayami Kudoh was perfectly proportioned. She closed her eyes, and cupped her breasts in her hands. Marty could tell Ayami Kudoh was exciting herself, as her nipples drew taught. With one finger on each nipple, Ayami Kudoh caressed underneath lightly. Ayami Kudoh then opened her eyes, and walked around the bed. For one fleeting instant, Marty thought Ayami Kudoh had seen him, and worried that she was going to open the shutters and expose him. Instead, he moved to another split in the wood, and saw that Ayami Kudoh was preening herself in the glass, wearing only the blue panties. Ayami Kudoh placed her hands on her flat stomach, and stood on her tiptoes. Ayami Kudoh pivoted on one foot, and faced the glass. Marty saw Ayami Kudoh hands snake down her legs, and then come up between her thighs. One hand felt over Ayami Kudoh breasts, while the other traced down the elastic of the panties between Ayami Kudoh torso and her thigh. Just as it reached dead center, Ayami Kudoh turned and walked back to the bed. She lifted the sweatshirt she had chosen up over Ayami Kudoh head, and picked up a pair of shorts. A little disappointed that Jenny stopped herself, Marty returned to his room. He closed his shutters almost all the way, but leaving them open a crack. The heat was on, and his room had the habit of becoming a sauna. He went out into the hallway, and knocked on Jenny's door. Ayami Kudoh invited him in, and he entered. They talked briefly for a while, then Jenny made it clear she wanted to go to sleep. Marty left, still thinking about what he had seen. ...(cont.)

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