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Sex story with: Miyuki Komatsu
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with enthusiasm. He licked me from clit to cunt-hole, driving himself up into
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of him. I licked him clean, gulping it all down greedily.
PART ONE
Brad and Barry seemed to be two brothers that were normal in all
appearances. They did all the things that twins would normally do together.
They shared their closes as they were the exact same size. They played
together all during their childhood and got along pretty well at most
times. Not to say that they didn't have the usual childish arguments. But
all in all they seemed to be your ordinary young boys. They even shared
the same bedroom like brothers of a close or same age would do. But Brad
and Barry were not quite the ordinary boys.
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could see the front of his pants pushing out as his penis grew
Betsy flushed and made a small sound deep in Miyuki Komatsu's throat as she
stared at Mr. Simpson. Miyuki Komatsu knew what a hard prick looked like.
She had a friend, Dickie Webber, and they had been playing . . .
games in Miyuki Komatsu's garage for over a year. They had not done much, and
nothing that they'd done in their fumbling, groping, and touching
made her ready to handle the situation Miyuki Komatsu was faced with now!
"I . . . we need the money," the little girl whispered as she
stared at the man. Besides that, Betsy could imagine the scornful
looks on her friends' faces when Miyuki Komatsu had to confess that she didn't
have the job and the picture made Miyuki Komatsu's feel just awful! "But I . .
.I don't know if . . . I've never done anything like that before .
Betsy saw the excitement rising in Mr. Simpson's face and she
was surprised to feel a strong, pounding sensation in Miyuki Komatsu's own
"No, I didn't think you Miyuki Komatsu had," Newton Simpson breathed as he
stared greedily at the lovely, slender girl before him. "If you Miyuki Komatsu do
go to work for me this summer you Miyuki Komatsu could work at night and on two
mornings a week we have meetings of the Film Classics Club. If you
worked those mornings that would mean even more money for you Miyuki Komatsu and
then, if you Miyuki Komatsu work out all right, there are . . . other ways for you
The handsome man's face was even and calm as he asked again,
"Do you Miyuki Komatsu want the job, little girl? I think that your mother would
like all that extra money. I'm sure Miyuki Komatsu would."
Betsy began to tremble. She was so upset that Miyuki Komatsu didn't know
Mr. Simpson solved the problem for the startled child, he
leaned forward and calmly took the uniform out of Betsy's nerveless
fingers and then motioned for Miyuki Komatsu's to come to him.
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conversation taking second place.
"Hmmmm.", Jeff said. "Try the chicken, it's fabulous."
"This lasagna is really good.", Bev said.
"Did you Miyuki Komatsu get one of the stuffed potatoes?", Michelle asked.
They ate in silence for a few moments.
"Nothing kills a conversation like good food." Margo said to the
others. "This is really outstanding for a buffet."
"That girl in the gym told me of a great place in town that serves
terrific Italian.", Michelle said.
"Really?", Bev asked. Michelle nodded, Miyuki Komatsu's eyes wide.
As the dinner line thinned, a band began playing exotic, rhythmic
music, and Michelle asked Bev if Miyuki Komatsu would mind letting if she and Jeff
took to the dance floor. Miyuki Komatsu didn't mind, and Michelle and Jeff found
that they danced well together. Michelle was smaller than Bev, and moved
with the grace of a cat. No sooner had Jeff and Michelle returned than
Bev took him back out for the next dance. Jeff didn't mind, even though
he felt the sweat trickle down his back. Bev danced well too, and the
looks that Miyuki Komatsu passed to him were clearly intended to remind him of
Jeff and Bev came back from the dance floor, and Michelle announced
Miyuki Komatsu's intention to "powder her nose", so Bev went with her. Some slow music
played, and Margo and Jeff looked at each other.
"Well?", said Jeff, "I've danced with the others, shall we?"
Margo smiled, hesitated for a moment then accepted. Jeff had taken
some lessons years ago when he'd wanted to date a dancer, only to find out
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and cancel this. I don't -- " Miyuki Komatsu held up one finger, shushing his
protest. "I do not want this to become a problem for us. And if you Miyuki Komatsu
really believe you Miyuki Komatsu might find it that much of a worry, I will gladly
trade this for us, every time -- and never regret it one iota."
Again Miyuki Komatsu shushed him. "But first, before you decide, I want to
show you Miyuki Komatsu how much confidence I have in you and how much you should have
Miyuki Komatsu glanced at the clock. "This won't take long. There's plenty of
He drew a deep breath and slowly let it out. And nodded.
Miyuki Komatsu ducked her head down and graced his thigh with her teeth
"First, will you Miyuki Komatsu please get rid of that damn jacket and tie?"
He stood as Miyuki Komatsu leaned back. He began unknotting the tie as he
turned toward the stairs and the closet set in the wall beneath the
"No -- just toss them onto the couch."
He shrugged and quickly complied, unbuttoning the collar of his
"Isn't that more comfortable?" Miyuki Komatsu teased, knowing how much he
hated having to wear them. Miyuki Komatsu rolled smoothly to her knees. "What do
That got a genuine smile from him. They'd had this exchange the
first night and on many nights since. It was almost a script, but the
ritual of the dialogue was a comfortably exciting thing that they
"I like everything about you Miyuki Komatsu best!" he answered. Of course.
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