She looked sorry, but out of the corner of her eyes, i could see a small hint of lust. ... . “How do we get her back?”“We don’t,” Miyu said. “I do. You are not a miko. You do not know the sacred prayers or the sacred dances. You do not know how to use the sacred implements.” Lying on the floor was her ofuda, a folded piece of rice paper covered in Japanese script, and beside it was her wand with a chain of zigzagging diamonds made of folded paper dangling from the end. “This is my task.”“Can you at least tell me what’s going on?” Chris demanded. She grabbed her large breasts. “I have. Isn’t that right honey?’ He looked down and just said yes. Getting into dom mode, I said, ‘yes, what?’ He immediately picked up on how we would play it and said, ‘I’m sorry, yes mistress’. As I stroked and licked mark’s massive cock I told him that my husband would do as he was told. Mark smiled and said good. He liked it when the husband’s were docile. I guess he had done stuff like this before. Later, we wondered if we knew any other couples he had been with. Kind of a turn on in its own. Rachael acted coy and blushing as she came towards me - she looked quite adorable in a little girl way. She put her hands on my thighs, pushing my knees apart and slid them up towards my crotch. Rachael went down on her knees between my legs and ran her hands over my cock as it lay wedged into my pants leg. I couldn't take it any more and shifted in my seat uncomfortably. When that failed to work, I finally reached inside my pants. She tried to stop me by putting her hand over mine and softly.
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