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She took it and drank a long draft. Yokomoto stood in the middle of the room. There was the unmistakable tenting in his trousers that told Sayuri that Yokomoto was extremely pleased with the situation. Sayuri tried to take stock of the situation. Her mother seemed detached, calmly removing her cardigan and setting it to one side. Sayuri herself did not know what to do. The house probably only had two or three rooms upstairs and she would be able to hear everything! The thought terrified her. ‘This is a most excellent idea.’ The teacher repeated. ‘Mrs Watanabe, how could I resist the advice offered by that act of vandalism in the school toilets? To pass up such an opportunity to experience one so good at what she does. And your daughter is a fine reflection of yourself – she is a very attractive young woman. To receive pleasure from such a beauty would be a medal in a sexual career.’ Yokomoto was now clearly excited: the bulge in his crotch pushed out wide. He went on, ‘But why. " It is her dress, she not wearing it anymore. "Oh..." he grasps and he wants to turn around and get the full view but again her whole body pressed against his back. He regrets still having his shirt on, he wants to feel that. She kisses his neck and he reach back and trails his left hand on her thigh feeling the top of her pantyhose, trailing the strap of the garter and up to the start of the cheek of her ass. "Oh god please please let me see" she just grinds into him and reaches her hand to the front of his pants and strokes his swollen bulge. He moans again and again and humps against her hand. "Please..." I will let you see, but promise you'll keep it slow, don't kill me right away..." Not promising, but I will try..."Suddenly, he's alone by the door. He takes a second rubbing his cock few times. He turns back slow and leans back on the door. She leans sideways on the side wall of the opening of the bedroom. One leg is bended and her heel is leaned against the wall her other heel.
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