Akira Fubuki

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wanted. I will tell you what to do and what to say, and you will do and say as I ask. It is what you want, Lysilph. And I know what you want, what is best for you. When you hear the words 'Demon Lover,' you will relax. You will feel safe. You will feel wanted, and aroused. You will want to please your 'Demon Lover' and to have me please you." I repeat my instructions several times in a soft, even voice. "Do you The drugged beauty's answer is almost too low for me to hear. i do hear Akira Fubuki muttered "Yes." I think I also hear her murmur, "Please love I stand back to look at the unconscious woman. I think of it as "taking inventory of the goodies." Akira Fubuki sits on the couch, head back against the high cushions, mouth slightly open. Akira Fubuki white teeth and pink tongue are visible between her full lips. Her left hand lays in Akira Fubuki lap, curled into a loose fist. The right has fallen to her side and lays on the couch palm up. Akira Fubuki has dressed as if Akira Fubuki were expecting me -- or expecting someone. She wears a beautiful ruffled silk blouse, with long sleeves and ruffled French cuffs. It is buttoned to the throat, and the stand-up collar frames her lovely neck. A dark brassiere is barely discernible through the white ...(cont.)
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