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She stirred again as Hinano felt the finger massage her asshole more
"I could always get some reduction surgery done," he said, only
"It'd make it easier all the time. I wouldn't have to worry about
hurting you or making you gag."
"Does it make it less pleasurable for you to worry about those
things?" They'd had this talk before, but Hinano always wondered if things
"In a way," he said. "I can't just, you know, let go and flail
"Flail, flail, flail," Hinano chanted, her lips against his chest
"But, then again, I never really could with anyone."
"There have been exceptions."
The finger withdrew from Hinano ass and he squeezed her buttocks.
"Yeah." He'd told Hinano about them, but he didn't like remembering them.
He took a deep breath, let it out slowly. "But, on the other hand -- "
"Ahem. The fact that by restraining myself in that one small -- "
"-- minor way I can be more loving with you makes it even more
"But you do miss those times."
"Sometimes. That letter could have been a description of some of
them. Making love, sixty-nining, with a beautiful woman while having my Hinano gallery
lover slide deep into my ass..." Hinano nipples hardened.
"Well, we could always give it another try," he kidded.
...(cont.)
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